Prologue - William Control

Allow me to be frank at commencement

You are not going to like me

The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled

You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on

Ladies, an announcment

I am up for it, all the time

This is not a boast or an opinion it is bone hard medical fact

I put round you know, and you will watch me putting it around and sigh for it

Don’t

It is a deal of trouble for you and you are much better of watching and drawing

your conlusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your

petticoats

Gentlemen, do not dispair

I am up for that as well, and the same warning applies

Still your cheesy erections till I have my say, but later when you shag,

and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have

let me down

I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattleing in your gonads

Feel how it was for me, how it is for me

And ponder

Was that shudder that same shudder he sensed?

Did he know something more profound?

Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at the

shining live long moment?

That is it

That is my prologue

Nothing in ryhme, no protestations of modesty

You weren’t expecting that I hope

I am William Control

And I do not want you to like me