Chapter 16

Tasha’s firm breasts, when bare,
Resemble the shape of a ripe pear.
As did Jon’s cock-head,
The fruit of which led
To a taste test then and there.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/24977/a-full-comparison

A warm cup of white ginger pear tea
Suited naked Laura to a T.
This organic nectar
Was an orgasmic vector
Stirring her nipples and her pussy.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/24976/white-tea

Fine Art can be something divine
Which enables artists to define
The connection between
Reality and mere dream
Which, in the right light, intertwine.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/24982/circus-horse

Was Uncle Clark the rapist
Or just Davida’s therapist?
They’re one of like kind,
If he fucked with her mind.
Fright-Dreams for an escapist.

From https://storiesonline.net/s/24981/therapy-session

Such ‘Opps moments’ can lead to red cheeks
On a girl who giggles when she speaks
Of being caught
When wearing naught.
More so, when it’s her daddy who peeks!

From https://storiesonline.net/s/24994/selfie-surprise

This was fun, (played either way)
In a slightly naughty sort of way.
Eye sees eye,
As mirrors lie
Deep within what’s reflected away.

Loved the palindrome photo-versification of Innocent Mistake which was, I believe, but a mirror reversal of itself, where guilt had been hiding within innocence.