Dark Patch

a sonnet by Dan Standing

I now know that she did not want to share.
She cried out, “I cast this curse upon you!”
Now it makes no difference what I wear.
However thick, I always soak it through.

Yeah, he was engaged, but I said, “Fuck it.”
He really made my slit so wet and hot.
But then shortly after I had sucked it,
His witch fiance showed and I was caught.

Now anytime some fabric nears my slit,
My female juices go on overdrive.
Soaking doesn’t stop until I’ve stained it.
This will go for as long as I’m alive.

It’s a damn good thing I love wearing skirts,
This is an epic case of lady squirts.