She wanted a normal man Someone conventional She didn’t want a man Thinking out of the box Who wore old shoes And wore odd socks She wanted a shirt With a matching tie Someone to be with her Till the day she would die She didn’t want blue sky Blue sky thinking Or a bit of a S & M After some drinking She agreed once a week To missionary sex For oral pleasure Just made her vexed Thirty minutes was her limit Not one minute more For thirty one minutes Equated to a w***e She wore a nighty Down to her knees Fully buttoned Not wishing to tease No dirty talk No cuffs no whips No strawberries on her body No licking on her lips She wanted nothing weird Nothing abnormal For she considered herself A woman born normal No secret fantasies No wildest dreams No moaning out loud And no whipped cream She was a normal woman And all else was weird So I made her nervous So very afraid
Normal doesn't have to mean boring, once we experience it all and as we get older I think we crave true intimacy without the additional fluff..
But I liked this one, especially the ending.