She's looking my way,

She"s smiling at me,

She's kind of hot,

Think of something moron,

two weeks later see her in a restaurant,

She smiles at me,

" I really liked you in the show, you're in my science class right?"

Theater minor,

Two weeks later,

She messaging me,

ask her over,

is that even a question.

bring her drinking with the guys,

i could use some new company, with lovely green eyes.

A couple of tweas and bong rips won't hurt,

only loosens one up,

makes things less awkward.

I think shes into me,

does she know that i like her?

shes totally wasted,

can't see straight,

"I don't want to drive drunk,

getting pulled over is what i fear"

"you can stay here."

Everything is playing out so well,

my lucks turning around.

Thank you god for dealing me this ace

I'm taking her back to my place.

More alcohol,

Makes every occasion better,

She curls up next to me on the couch,

as i dim the lights and start making out.

Her breath stinks of alcohol,

could use a mint,

but that doesn't matter, or does it?

She's tugging at my shirt,

"I think we're alone..."

This is my chance,

i say to myself, as i start to take off her pants.

"Belly button ring, i think i'll make good use of that"

She laughs,

it's cute,

But why does she look like she's about to boot.

She looks like shes about to pass out,

as i consider feeling her up,

she places my hand upon her breast,

and a phrase comes to mind.

"Without consent it's not sex..."

I roll over,

leave her be,

what are you gay,

i want to sleep with her, but not this way.

I put her pants on,

she fights me as i do,

i climb into bed,

she follows me,

i wrap her in a blanket.

i roll over and think,

did i do the right thing,

and i hear a small noise,

as my conscience tells me,

i made the right choice.

a true gentlemen takes action,

to make sure she is safe,

it doesn't matter how pretty she is,

REAL MEN DON"T RAPE.