The Gentleman

She felt safe with her friends
they were university people
educated
they performed in plays together
how could anything go wrong?

But the psychopath had ideas,
what pleasure to be had from torture,
oh, nothing serious,
nothing which would leave scars.

Let's blindfold her
let's bind her
let's threaten her,
touch her,
pinch her,
slap her,
play the psychological games in which he was so skilled,
make her feel like she will die painfully,
for hours, hours...

Of course nobody said anything,
fine upstanding members of
the upper middle class,
there were careers at stake
and who would believe *her*?

So nothing happened
it vanished in a police report
conveniently lost.
But we know,
we know,
and you know now.