Towel

He washed behind his ears, soaped his two lovely dears
One foot caressed another, pubics now soft as a feather!
He took a final rinse, Prashanth now feeling like a prince
Out of the shower with a clean rear, gasped his breath in fear!

Gleaming into his nipples, she sent him shivering into ripples
Casually but firmly leaning on the wall, she made him feel small!
She wore light flower panties and bra which contrasted her brown
But the crown of her costume was a dark blue towel that her shoulders bourn!

My only towel which she now royally possessed, he wondered,
How will I ever go out now, until to her I fully surrendered!
He whispered for a towel, she threw him a pink hanky & grimed
Taking feather steps he shivered out smelling fresh as a flower!