Just received a fabulous email from a client in Chicago to remind me to change my clocks tonight...
Check it out!
I love poetic people!!!! Chicago boys you rock!!! I will definitely be coming back for some more fun!!!


I saw a girl on TER.dot.com.
She was sexy and cute and the real bomb.

Her description said she was GFE,
so I went to her website so I could see.

Her photos looked hot, and she had a nice smile,
and I really liked what she said in her profile.

I sent all my screening info to her.
A few days later, I got an answer.

She said she really liked the email of mine...
and we should get together and have a good time.

She said my email matched what she would seek.
We agreed to meet on Sunday this week.

I really wanted to fuck her...naughty but nice.
Whatever it cost, I didn't care about price.

She got a room at a nice place in Evanston;
and we agreed to meet at her hotel at one.

I confirmed with her by phone on Saturday night
'cause I wanted to be sure the date would go right.

I brought the rate, gift and condoms...I wanted to be ready.
(Those condoms?  Not just one...instead I brought three!!!)

Even now I'm blushing, my thoughts were so naughty.
But alas! When I arrived, her room was empty.

"That's odd," I thought.  "Where in the world did she go?"
"I confirmed last night...can't believe she's a no-show!"

So I asked at the desk...he said she checked out at one-thirty...
"But it's only one o'clock"  I cried, "How can this be???"

But the time-gods had cursed me and dealt me a cruel fate:
I didn't change the clocks this morning, so I was an hour late.



Don't be late for your date!!!!!
Kiwigirl

Great story, great poetry.

You should have posted it Saturday ... or were you the girl?