License to Thrill

in the bar at the hotel copulate 

it’s late

sipping a martini that’s been shaken

(mini art) he notices 

a beautiful blonde temptress 

all alone

sipping a cocktail

tempted he purrs over to her

with a cocksure swagger

hi my name’s bond

james bond

behind her smile she’s thinking

he’s well fit and i certainly fancy a bit

pleased to meet you mr bond

she replied

my name’s a go-go 

slut a go-go

but please call me slut

she said she smiled 

uncrossed then re-crossed her legs 

sharon stone style

the grating sound of friction

caused by nylon brushing nylon 

aroused james more than a little

can i buy you a stiff drink

he asks

oh james

slut gasps

i don’t think we have time for a drink

we’d best get straight down to the fucking

a brief encounter with you spies

usually means the blonde tragically dies

well 

his eyebrows said

let’s get undercover shall we … 

my room …i’ll order champagne

then show you what we in her majesty’s 

secret service call my weapon 

of untold pleasure

oh james 

slut sighs

you’re such a cunt

© P.A.Levy  2010

First published by Crab Fat 2015