You are stretched out naked

On the edge of the swimming pool

The water is fading from your skin

You catch me looking at your bottom

If you get hard I will fart cousin

Seriously I will pollute the breeze

What are you reading

A book about executioners

That sounds interesting

And their favourite flowers

I would never have given that consideration

Stop looking at my arse Mikey

You are not a natural blonde Tess

Your bush is darker than your crown

Is it natural or are you ashamed

Fuck off Mikey

We invite you down

That is because you are rich

You are showing off

Jealousy is awful

You enjoy our pool

I swim quite naked

But you do not take it naturally

You tease me Tess

Tell me about your executioners

They were very skilled men

Like a watchmaker you mean

Not really

When you hang a man

It is an exact science

If you fuck it up then it can be messy

Messy

Yes as in certain instances

Heads have been ripped off

Seriously

Yes if you read about the Patterson hanging in 1876

Or the Murray one twenty years earlier

And there was little old me

Thinking that you got off on seeing me naked

Do you toss off over your death books

I can hear you at night

Dirty little bugger

They are your wet dreams not mine

Do you want me to continue

Yes it is interesting

As I said these men were very skilled

But there was one named Richard James Hawkins

Who actually came from a family of executioners

There were families of them

Yes rather like farmers

Really

Yes really

Wow

He was a dead loss

Many condemned men died in absolute agony

Because of him

It was not because of stupidity that he failed

Then why

It was because he liked flowers

And that is what is this book is about

Do you think I have nice breasts

Yes

Seriously

Yes

I think you have lovely breasts

You have a nice bush

And a great arse

Satisfied

You certainly know how to make a girl feel good

Do you know what his favourite flowers were

Roses

No

Marigolds

No

Orchids

Not even near

Then what were his favourite flowers

He loved

Forget-Me-Not’s

Really I like Forget-Me-Not’s

But I cannot say that they are my favourite flowers

Do you fancy an iced drink

Your shitty book is making me thirsty

There are some waiting for us in the fridge



Erotic Tales of Summer