Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt

I’d like to tell you a little tale

about a girl called Rita Hayward,

with her independent outlook

her parents thought her wayward,

but like many women in those days

she liked to think herself liberated,

certainly her breasts turned out to be as

when while on a date she co-operated

with the removal of her underclothes

giving me a quite expectant thrill,

imagine how my pulses quickened

when she said, “It’s okay I’m on the pill