Dress up
I wonder what she'll wear today, I love our Special day, she puts on a special outfit and then I get to play.
Will it be a policewoman, a nurse or a saucy nun, will it be princess Leia with her hair up in a bun.
Will she be in latex, or wearing sexy slinky lace, I really hope its crutchless, so she can sit upon my face.
Batwoman, Wonder woman, Supergirl who knows, she could be anyone, with a change of clothes.
Red leather, high heels, a whip or long and bendy cane, a teacher who punishes, oh let me take the blame.
School girls, mistresses, the choice is yours to make, pick an outfit carefully, or it will look too fake
Dressed like a Goddess or tied up in a bow, every outfit is a birthday gift, but no one else must know.
Prim and proper, in dresses made of silk or slutty like a hooker, she gorgeous in everything she wears, to me she's such a looker.
Perhaps she is a solider or in a suit like in a bank, sadly I am paralyzed so in my mind I wank.
But I love her for giving me sights and the dreams inside my head, I use them when I'm all alone, just laying in my bed.
Ron
