"Your place or mine," the toss I win
Dismiss the cabbie, welcome her in
Dim the lights, uncork the wine
Slow music playing , all is fine!
Slightly on the lips and by the ear
A little nibble , oh my dear
Hand in hand our feet they glide
Still embracing lead her inside
Dress undone, stockings on chair
In her lingerie undoes her hair
Outside, a key fumbles on the lock
I stagger out in chagrin and shock
My room mate followed by his girl
"You here?" My questions unfurl
Another coin, another toss won
This place Double date called on.
To my room I retire, where were we
Aah she in her see through lingerie
More kisses, feelings unimaginable
The need to make matters inconceivable
Stock in the wallet is all gone
The medicine cabinet must be relied on
To the bathroom I rush in all ardor
And find there who but my neighbor
His predicament the same as mine
This stock we need use this time
From the top shelf, box I heft
And find only one is left!
Another coin tossed, alas my fate
Roomie not me will enjoy the date
"Not tonight honey, we'll do it next time
To day it is my room mate's turn not mine"!!!
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