Speak now or forever hold your peace

    the chairs on the beach 

    both families and guests 

    the breeze the morning sun 

    the young priest in his element 

    the two of them about to kiss 

    while suddenly something is amiss 

    a woman gets up and claims 

    the hard sand under your feet is fine 

    but this here she points to her impressive belly 

    is his 

    he contradicts her it's not mine 

    but she insists: 

    I swear to God! 



    at night 

    in a Beach Motel room 

    the woman unbuttons her dress 

    and asks her lover 

    you recognize YOUR pillow on my belly don't you? 

    it has your monogram 









wlodzimierz holsztynski ©

       2002-05-15









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Note:

I used for the title the known phrase which

served as the name of a thread on Literotica.