Off-balance

Take your panties off, ASAP.

Can you take a coffee break?

Go to the coffee shop on your corner. Bring your panties with you. Text me when you’re seated.

Can you put them on the table? No? Put them on your lap.

You’re about to see me. Please don’t say a word.

I stumble as I approach. Nothing’s ever perfect.

Your panties are in my pocket. And I’m gone.

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