You started out friendly enough
But then your questions got too
personal.
If I'd only known at the time
what you really meant
when you asked if I'd had his baby.
None of your goddamn business.
You wanted me to hug him.
I choose who to hug when.
None of your goddamn business.
Rub up against him while hugging?
No!
Even if I'd want that
He has
the right to choose sexual contact or not.
Not mine to impose
on him.
Mutual choice.
And none of your
goddamn business.
You grabbed my
wrist
Tried to pull me to
him.
No!
Let go!
I'm not here to
fulfill
your vicarious
sexual fantasy.
My choice,
His choice.
Not yours.
None of your
goddamn business.
