Cynthia's Night Out

Cynthia was sweet sixteen and naive
And was going out on her first date
But mummy had some rules to impart
In the event that they may conjugate

Cynthia asked “what if on the way home
He stops his car in a dark lonely wood”
“That’s ok mummy won’t worry about that”
Mummy replied “that’s ok if he should”

Cynthia asked, “what if while were parked
He puts his arm around me and kisses me”
“That’s ok mummy won’t worry about that”
Mummy replied “that’s alright you’ll see”

Cynthia asked, “what if while were parked
He goes inside my blouse and undoes my bra”
“That’s ok mummy won’t worry about that”
Mummy replied “its ok if he goes that far”

Cynthia asked, “what if while were parked
He puts his hand in my pants and touches me”
“That’s ok mummy won’t worry about that”
Mummy replied “that’s alright you’ll see”

Cynthia asked, “what if while were parked
He lays me down and gets on top of me”
“Cynthia that’s not ok you mustn’t do that”
Mummy said, “because mummy would worry”

That night after Cynthia returned home
She was very excited after she had dated
And mummy wanted to know everything
In the event that they may have conjugated

Cynthia said, “as we were on the way home
He stopped his car in a dark lonely wood
I thought mummy won’t worry about this
Mummy said it was alright if he should”

Cynthia said “well mummy while were parked
He put his arm around me and kissed me
I thought mummy won’t worry about this
Mummy said it was alright and I would see”

Cynthia said “well mummy while were parked
He went inside my blouse and undid my bra
I thought mummy won’t worry about this
Mummy said it was alright if he went that far”

Cynthia said “well mummy while were parked
He put his hand in my pants and touched me
I thought mummy won’t worry about this
Mummy said it was alright and I would see”

Cynthia said “well mummy while were parked
He lay me down and to get on top of me
I thought that’s not ok I mustn’t do that
Because mummy said she would worry”

“That’s a very good girl Cynthia well done
I’m very proud that you listened to me
Now tell me what happened next my dear”
“I got on top of him and let his mummy worry”

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