Stefanie Let Me Show You Something Poem by James McLain

Stefanie was lying outside in the back yard
soaking up some sun.
Her yard was private
so she slipped off her top to avoid tan lines.
She started to get warm
and decided it was time for a break.
Besides, she needed to get some condoms into the house
and thought this would be a good time of day
to avoid the drug store rush.

Not wanting to fuss much over herself,
she slipped on a short skirt,
a white blouse and some sandals.
She didn’t bother putting a bra on
because she had planned to come back home after school
and do some more of what she had been in the yard.
She threw her hair into a quick ponytail
and turned on the vibrator.

Looking up at poetry
and caught by surprise
though not embarrassed by the slightest.
Ouch!
Stefanie pulled her hand back and looked at it.
Is it poetry reached out for her hand right away
and with a look of horror he began to apologize.

I didn’t realize your hand was still in the way.
Let me help you lube it up and.
Please, it’s the least I can do for you.

Stefanie lifted her skirt and began
reaching for the bags.

Go inside and he went inside.
Fortunately the swelling wasn’t bad
and her hand really didn’t hurt him much.
But I feel mesmerized by your beautiful hazel eyes.
Before it had a chance to melt her eyes closed.