Paying for it

Not for me the older man
Distinguished grey
And a Bondi tan
Not for me the pearls and lace
The painted nails
The painted face
It used to be I was satisfied
With a gold credit card
And a limp dick inside
I was seventeen then
Nubile and pretty
And played the game with the men of the city
But now that I’m older
Richer
And wise
I fuck for the fun of it
With beautiful guys
Who please me
And tease me
And tell me lies
I really don’t care, I can easily afford
A string of young men
So I don’t get too bored
With the house and the pool
The shares and the stocks
The trappings of wealth so easily got