This is the final humiliation
the clicking of your heels
in the hallway.
the razor of your shoulders,
the sharp, tight skin of your back.
Your neck and your ass,
too small, and your shoes
clicking on the hallway floor.
This is the final humilation
Your smell of jasmine
in his mouth.
His hands in your soft
panties and your arched back
and Oh god, like that
and decades without
your too little ass
and your shoes clicking
on the hallway floor.
