"I don't attract the boys" "Lucila, baby you don't attract the boys but my do you attract the men"

nymphet ˈnɪmfɛt,nɪmˈfɛt/ noun an attractive and mature young girl. "a pouting nymphet"

"I'd appreciate it" Mr. Robinson said, turning back around to face the class, "If you didn't do that again." Agnes knew that was aimed at her. He didn't even have to say her name and it was all about her. Whether or not she had intended to, she knew what she had done. She had planted a seed in his brain. Although his interest had burned away from her she knew that her words, her lips, her eyes were imbedded in his brain. She knew what he would be dreaming about tonight.

Poetry about (not) falling prey to older men with a fetish for innocence, about girlhood and those in the shadows who enjoy stealing it. I've had many names, none are Lolita. "I want him the way a child wants candy Meaning it would be wise to refuse me Through his lips my name feels alive again Somebody guide me or punish me It is sick when a man lies down with a girl It is sick and downright wicked And I won't do it Somebody hold me I don't know any better All I am is a girl. And I think I'll be one forever."