She kisses him softly, and then aggressively so.
The more they come together the more he has to ask:
Is this woman yet my asset, or am I now her Joe?
Her husband, she told him, was working in Krakow
on something, she demurred, of a classified task.
She kisses him softly, and then aggressively so.
His network, with her help, would prosper and grow,
though the chance is great that their sex is just a mask.
Is this woman yet my asset, or am I now her Joe?
What he tells his bosses is strictly need to know,
and not that her motives are as woven as damask.
She kisses him softly, and then aggressively so.
He takes what she gives; he learns to take it slow.
He does not, yet he does, want this uncertainty to last.
Is this woman yet my asset, or am I now her Joe?
As Langley has instructed all seductions ebb and flow,
yet the more they come together the more he has to ask:
when she kisses me softly, and then aggressively so,
is this woman yet my asset, or am I now her Joe?