~BLUEPRINT~
12-28-2004, 01:24 PM
This is another story and poem mix....lemme know what you all think!
Behold this classy woman,
who exonerates the air with her rich fragrances,
and blessed the ground with her galloping 3 inch heels,
but so embellished by her stature,
she only walked but a few feet a day
from her doorway to an 300 series S-class Mercedes
by way of a chauffeur
compliments of infatuated clients and business partners.
She upheld a persona, of what many women aspire to be,
wealthy and powerful,
lamented by the finest material garments and accessories.
Hired by corporate ties that lust for her
scant office attire and hypnotizing sway,
maintaining executive status by giving a slight hint
of intimate progression amongst co-workers
with her sexy smile and bends
that offer peeks at her protruding cleavage.
A chemistry that inevitably
produced arousal and subtle advances
in the workplace
with regards to sexual references and gestures,
that in turn assisted in her frequent promotions
and under the table raises.
She fed off the testosterone and used it
successfully to her advantage
utilizing men's pelvic ignorance to solidify
her prominence over the battling males.
She climbed to the top of the corporation,
and made affiliates with the Forbes magazine incompetent,
who apparently felt
that he made more than a partnership with this intelligent woman,
and let his erotic desires motivate him to try his luck,
blurting out sexual intentions and groping her in tight, awkward situations.
He was dumbfounded by the future accusations of sexual harrassment
despite his contrite pleas for settlement,
she amassed,
the domineering victor
and exemplified the decietful side
of a Women with Power.
Behold this classy woman,
who exonerates the air with her rich fragrances,
and blessed the ground with her galloping 3 inch heels,
but so embellished by her stature,
she only walked but a few feet a day
from her doorway to an 300 series S-class Mercedes
by way of a chauffeur
compliments of infatuated clients and business partners.
She upheld a persona, of what many women aspire to be,
wealthy and powerful,
lamented by the finest material garments and accessories.
Hired by corporate ties that lust for her
scant office attire and hypnotizing sway,
maintaining executive status by giving a slight hint
of intimate progression amongst co-workers
with her sexy smile and bends
that offer peeks at her protruding cleavage.
A chemistry that inevitably
produced arousal and subtle advances
in the workplace
with regards to sexual references and gestures,
that in turn assisted in her frequent promotions
and under the table raises.
She fed off the testosterone and used it
successfully to her advantage
utilizing men's pelvic ignorance to solidify
her prominence over the battling males.
She climbed to the top of the corporation,
and made affiliates with the Forbes magazine incompetent,
who apparently felt
that he made more than a partnership with this intelligent woman,
and let his erotic desires motivate him to try his luck,
blurting out sexual intentions and groping her in tight, awkward situations.
He was dumbfounded by the future accusations of sexual harrassment
despite his contrite pleas for settlement,
she amassed,
the domineering victor
and exemplified the decietful side
of a Women with Power.