“Outrageous”, I had screamed in quiet fury
Surveying the clothes strewn around in a hurry.
There had been such anticipation and sense of excitement
And that alluring black bustier had been a definite enticement.
He had stood expectantly , hanging on to my every word
He tried to reason and his eyes even implored.
But I stood my ground and looked at him with scorn.
And that once caring man was now my enemy sworn.
Taking a deep breath, I held it in till it hurt ...
And continued to resolutely zip up the velvet skirt.
My fingers quivered and my hand , it shook
I steeled myself to put in all the effort it took .
His words came back to me and I almost died
I lost my composure, then broke down and cried.
Feeling all exhausted and tired and spent
My reckless rebellion I sincerely did repent.
Now sorrowfully I would ask him to take back
The skirt that I had picked up off the rack .
For the store hand had been right
That god damn skirt was definitely too tight !!
Writer's Island Prompt / 25th April 2008 :" Outrageous"