Niave

If you don't fuck her somebody else will 
This is a variation on a rolling stone song that ran through my head now and back then when I still did not know how the world worked despite having it sometimes thrown in my face like a big wet pussu
If you don't fuck her somebody else will 
Just may be true for every woman I have ever known and known in the biblical sense 
This idea of multiple partners of how many there can ever be and how lucky a man is to settle down with one or two or have a few in this life never knowing that these women may have had hundreds of men in theirs 
I still think about that when I think about her about how naive I am and was and probably always will be this obsession to to believe that the world is not based on sex when it absolutely is 
And it stinks yet at the same time it excites 
This idea that the woman I was with; her maybe with her; never was with could have lived a life of total wanton
And I would never know 
And in the midst of that in the for not having been or done or will ever do the same thing 
And how when she hinted head this life beyond me this twirling twisted world in which men tumbled over to be with her how shocked I was how pathetic how scared and how I wish I could have been her in the same things