Thong Song

I was walking behind you
Tagging along
When your slacks slipped down slightly
Revealing a thong
Of sheer, silky fabric, narrow and white
You noticed the slip
And set things back right
Then turned and came towards me
With both arms outstretched
Embraced me quite warmly
And gave me a kiss
Whispering something
I couldn't quite hear
Vague words in a dream
Forever unclear

T-backs

at Robert Moses Fire Island beach here in Long Island NY we call those T-backs.

Oh to tag along
behind a thong
watching the buttuck bounce.

Wishing the tiny
stiches would break
exposing every ounce.

:)
ron

"It ain't what they call you, it's what you answer to." W.C. Fields

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