Handy Mandy.

HANDY MANDY.
(Odd jobz and sloppy snogz)
sneak.

She says I am a wanker.
Not fit to lick her arse.
She says that our relationship -
is nothing but a farce.
I brush aside her hatred,
as I fumble for her breast.
'I think you're putting weight on'
I casually suggest.
I feel her tense beneath me,
though not through ecstasy.
Frustration boils over.
The victim will be me.
I leave the room rejected -
in a raw and naked state.
She screams that I am useless,
as she slowly masturbates.
Her screams now echo pleasure.
Something I could not achieve.
I'm asked to mend the toaster -
just before I leave!
'You may as well do something -
productive while you're here!'
She smiles and pats my bottom.
I pull a playful sneer.
We spend the morning talking -
over black cremated toast.
Although I'm still a wanker -
she is the perfect host.
I see her every week now.
I've become her 'Handy man'
She pays me in the bedroom.
I'm learning all I can...

snk