Muse: Jane Higgins
She wore a drape as long as her curtains,
Feet pale and cold painted blue,
She had this thing where she would pass by the window of her old home every so often and peek out the window,
Almost like a force of habit,
Her old retired life consisted of the same daily routine every day,
Coffee at eight, finished book by ten,
All the pages folded at the corners of the end of her tracks,
Lunch by noon, some television,
Tip toes pass the window yet again takes a peak then have a seat,
Nothing interesting going on outside,
Just the neighbor working on his car,
It's been years and he still can't get it start,
This one night around eight right before her late night tv shows,
The sky was dark and the moon shined through her curtains,
You could hear the wolves sing and dance in the near by woods,
She tip toes over pass the window and let her jaw go,
Her neighbor had more than a car that needed fixing,
He has a silver beard with a handle bar mustache,
Eyes as blue as the deep sea,
Tall and slender to fit right underneath the car,
And to fit into the cage inside of the car,
She saw a dark haired woman carrying the cage from his car to the back yard,
The woman wore tall leather black boots and red lips,
Her hair fluffy and curly that dragged in the wind behind her,
Startled enough Jane grabbed her keys to head for the door,
She tip toed around the back to make sure she hadn't just witnessed a kidnapping,
What she witnessed to see had her face cracking,
Knees backing away from her feet,
With the crows laughing in the trees, She walked back to find him on his knees begging the woman,
Please Mistress I've been a bad boy,
She rammed him back into the cage and had him lick her vagina as she sits on top of the cage,
Through the gated metal he licks and he begs,
Over and over until it rains down on him,
She grabs the electric wand and begins to shock the wet slippery cage over and over as he begs for more,
What a masochist whore he is,
Jane ran back to her house and immediately changed the curtains to all black,
She stared deep in to the blackness of the window and began to peak around again,
Just as much as she thought she didn't want to watch her curious hormones did,
Widowed in the window watching her neighbor get sexually degraded,
Before bed she moved the chair from in front of the tv to in front of the shaded curtain,
Ready for more...
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