Defying the King

If I can't have the man—or men—that I want, then I'll enjoy someone else, completely.

Even if it's just so he can get rid of his frustration.

Because I have an itch that needs scratching, too.

In real life, we make an unlikely pair.

But under the sheets—we make pure fire.

And after my—duty is over, and life goes back to normal—whatever that is, a new frustration—or two—re-enter my life.

And I have no idea what to do.