Let Me Stay Over – Win Win Life with the Runaway Gal

On my way home I always saw this teenage girl.
She made me feel my age as I noted her young, healthy hair and her perfect legs.
Made me think about my wasted youth. We boarded the same train
but of course I didn’t think to chat her up.

Someone like her and someone like me, no way it could happen.
But not only was she talking to me, the thing she was saying…
\”I’ll do anything you want,\” what did that mean?
She had her schoolgirl carry bag. It clicked. She wasn’t going home like me.
She was just going somewhere. A runaway.

Any other life situation and she’d be running from me.
Of course I thought it. In this moment I was powerfully aroused.
Maybe the power, her sexuality. I liked that she was desperate.