A Pantie-less Persona

You cannot grate my panties if I don't
Decide to wear them - get a drink instead;
The coffee is so warming that I won't
Need any under clothing, when I'm led
To strip down in the sun, so I can be
Someone who adds such delight to your mo',
When you awake to find that you can see
That I am serving you 'du café chaud';

And who am I to care, if your hand slips
To get the run of the smoothest of legs;
You know you want to touch from toes to hips,
Because the seeming softness almost begs
For you to take your pleasure, and relate
To a pantie-less persona you can't grate...