This body seems unfamiliar when it's pressed against mine
Because it's a stranger I never met
Someone who never met my eyes
graced with a smile and read too deeply in
But that was not an invitation to put his "manhood" between my legs

His fingertips gently ran down my skin
then roughly found their way to my hips
and suddenly his lips met my lips
And I froze
I was scared
ashamed in myself
was it me?
was me not saying that I didn't want to have *** not clarification enough?
was me trying to roll over because of your efforts not a sign?
and I cannot believe I kissed you good bye in the morning.
In fact I can't believe I stayed the night but I was tired and ashamed of the body I was in and hoped when I woke up, I'd be a different person.
And I was.