...how long until he relaxes again?

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMDCLXXXIV)


They took her collar off, were skittish thence
Because they knew twas naughty, that detail
What both had worn on none because I'd fail
To make it small enough. They slid it hence
Off thus; left on the bedroom floor, their sense
Of naughtiness keen, I teased them t'avail
Cuz I was not about to let the trail
Stay hot since they need that likeas defense.
Or so I thought. Let them relax in tour
Lest they resist, and when the naughty two
Are sleeping, talk of how with him. Is't poor?
I had to do hers first. He cornered too
Dear Peter, who hissed at me and as twere
Now runs from me. Oh LORD, what should I do?

27Aug25c