I’ll get my BA in communications,
then figure out what to do with it.
I’ve got a part-time radio gig at
the X, an allowance for incidentals,
and I live at home. What more
could a guy need? Especially
when he’s got a girl like Nikki.
PICTURE THE IDEAL GIRL
And you’ve got Nikki.
She’s sweet. Smart. Cute. Oh,
yes, and then there’s her body.
I’m not sure what perfect
measurements are, but
Nikki’s got them,
all wrapped up in skin
like wheat-colored suede.
Delicious, from lips to ankles,
and she’s mine. Mine to touch,
mine to hold. Mine to kiss
all over her flawless
deliciousness. Plus,
she’s got her own place,
a sweet little house near campus,
where I can do all that kissing—not
to mention what comes after
the kissing—in private.
I’m done with classes
for the day and on my way
to Nikki’s, with a little extra fun
tucked inside my pocket. Yeah, I