Later the young lady
Was not at her
Karate class
So the punk
Had to wait
She was late
Not like her
She said had a surprise for later
And that she had to get to
Class
He was welcome to watch
Every time she made a move
She seemed graceful
Like a warrior ballerina
When the classes were done
For the day
The wild young man
Came up and kissed her.
There something about the feeling
Of his piercings against her lips
That made here want him more
When they came to his
Apartment
The kissing got heavier
And as they undressed
He noticed a two tattoos
Of samurai swords in blood
Running from her hip to her ribs
With his name
Boris that looked like it was written in blood
He was appreciative of it
He said holding her
That’s why your were late.  
She climbed into bed
With him
And he kissed her new ink
Then her thighs
And her womanhood
Again the feel of the piercings
Got through to her
Soon the two kissed
And made intense love.