Caught
Just when he was reaching the nape of your neck,
licking and kissing all warm, soft and wet.
Just when your bra hooks had finally snapped
and the carpet was better than sofa or lap.
Just when you thought you'd lay back and do
all of those things you were told not to do
the doorbell rang twice and what's more, in a flash,
all of your family came pouring through!
poem by Ruth Walters
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