In a shady park or by an old creek,
Two naughty sisters will sometimes sneak.
They take off all their clothes
And for Big Brother pose.
Then post photos to give old men a peek.

Their brother acts as their on-line pimp.
Older men whose cocks have grown limp
Will pay a lot to see
A glimpse of pussy.
But, in giving that, these girls did skimp.

The posted images were just a teaser,
But were hot enough to lure an old geezer.
Sly hucksters rely on
This con-man come-on.
Hinting, “what comes next is a crowd-pleaser.”

Poem by Ashley

As part of a high school extra credit, extra-curricular project, twins Tassa and Pissa would read to the elderly at the Golden Harvest Retirement Home every Tuesday and Thursday after school.

“What, can’t those geezers read?” older brother Joe asked when they got home Tuesday evening. “They blind or something?”

“They can read,” Tassa said.

“But they like having us read to them,” Pissa said.

“Oh, like it’s their second childhood and you’re their mommies,” Joe said.

“I wouldn’t say mommies,” Tassa said.

“More like devoted daughters,” Pissa said.

“They think we’re super cute,” Tassa said.

“What do you read them? The Little Engine that Could?”

“More like adult stuff,” Pissa said. Then she blushed. Then Tassa blushed.

That gave Joe the idea.

“But that would be wrong,” Tassa said, after Joe explained his idea. “And besides, I don’t think they have any money.”

“Yeah, but other guys would. It’s just a matter of savvy marketing. We can do this.”

“I don’t think so,” Tassa said.

Joe said, “What if the school finds out what you’ve been reading to those old coots?”

“Joe, you’re a shit, you know,” Pissa said.

“It’ll be harmless fun,” Joe assured them. “I’ll set up the website. We’ll just need a few pictures.”

“What sort of pictures?” Tassa asked.

“Publicity pictures,” Joe said.

Next afternoon, a Wednesday, Joe drove the girls to Ketchum Creek a couple of miles outside of town.

“Why here?” Pissa wanted to know.

“Private,” Joe said. “And it goes with one of those books you were reading the old guys. Lagoon Girls.”

“Yeah, but this isn’t a lagoon,” Tassa said.

“More like a swamp,” Pissa said.

Joe adjusted his camera. “You’ll need to take off your clothes.”

Joe posed his sisters along the shore. “It’s going to be a teaser shot,” he told them. “So don’t worry, your pussies will be in shadows. And don’t scowl. Look sexy. Sultry. Innocent.”

Tassa said, “I don’t think sultry and innocent are synonymous.”

“Synonymous,” Joe said, snapping a picture. “Is that one of the words in Lagoon Girls?”

Tassa and Pissa pouted.

“Great,” said Joe. “Great look. More like that.” He snapped more pictures.

“Now what I need you to do is wade into the creek.”

“No way,” said Pissa.

“Snakes,” said Tassa.

“Gators,” said Pissa.

“There aren’t no snakes or gators here,” said Joe.

“Then you wade in too,” Tassa demanded.

“Otherwise forget it,” Pissa said.

Joe took off his clothes and waded in.

Tassa and Pissa grinned at his erection.

“Sultry, sexy, innocent,” Joe reminded them.

It wasn’t a snake or a gator that got him. He’d taken but one picture before the mama grizzly snapped off his cock.

Thursday Tassa and Pissa skipped out on reading at the old folks’ home, but they were back the following week. They discovered that the guys enjoy The Little Engine That Could just as much as Lagoon Girls.

Story and Illustrations by Mat