Tiffany had invited me

To her pottery factory

It was a very hot day in Sussex

She was launching

A series of Gentleman Cricketers

As well as some decorated tiles

I was very impressed

By the dexterity of her creations

It was only as I was leaving

And Tiff was climbing the stairs

That I realised that she was

Not wearing panties

Under her cornflower dress




Erotic Poems of Summer