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Button Button Who's Got the Button? (Mickey)

by Mat Twassel

Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel

Flash Sex Story: Mickey needs help with a special poetry project. She's home alone, only her kitty for inspiration, but maybe a friend can come to her aid. Illustarted.

Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Illustrated   .

Mickey invited me over after school to help her with her homework. “You can stay for dinner,” she said.

“It’s okay with your parents?” I asked.

“They’re away,” she told me. “It’s just me and my kitty, and I’m desperate. Kitty is providing very poor inspiration.”

When I got to Mickey’s house, she explained that for her senior honor’s course called Poetry in the Real World, they were studying ‘found poetry.’ “We’re supposed to write a poem about a children’s game,” she said.

“What does a children’s game have to do with found poetry?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” Mickey said. “That Professor Twassel is a kook. Anyway I picked a game called ‘Button, Button, Who’s Got the Button?’ Do you know how to play it?”

“I think so,” I said. “So how can I help?”

“Well, what buttons do you see?”

Painting of a young short hair woman sitting on couch

I thought for a moment. “You’ve got buttons on your blouse,” I said. “And a button on your jeans. And there are buttons on the couch you’re sitting on.”

“You’re so observant,” Mickey said. She was grinning at me in a funny way. “But you’re missing some important ones. One of them is right in front of your...”

“Oh. Now I see. Your nose! You’ve got kind of a button nose.”

“Bing!” Mickey said. “You’re good at this game. Now, tell me what buttons don’t you see?”

“Um ... I don’t get it.”

“Think poetry.”

“Poetry, poetry, poetry ... Um ... No, I still don’t get it. Can you give me a hint?”

“Okay.” With that, Mickey stood up and just like that took off her clothes. All of them. She dropped her clothing behind the couch and then, completely naked, she sat back down.”

“Now do you see what you don’t see?” she asked.

 
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