Fay Slimm.





With voice like hot whiskey

moistly potent

she touches the sensual 

in would-be punters 

with throaty whispers

of lusty pleasure.


Brandy-brown eyes and

wavy black hair

provides randy Annie

with many afternoon

coasting clients

so nights are mostly 

given to other

attractions like  - - ! ! 

(end word is left to imagination ) 



  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 16th, 2021 03:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: For some reason the cartoon image made me pen the fun-lines on what might procure afternoon sessions for those like Annie. Hope you enjoy.
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  • Goldfinch60

    So you drink Irish Whiskey not Scottish Whisky Fay.

    Good fun write.


    • Fay Slimm.

      Who sed I was tipsy when scribing this -- !! hic - - thanks a load for your visit and read of my fun with Coasting dear Andy.

    • Paul Bell

      I'm thinking it ain't housework. lol
      Where was randy Annie when I need her.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Ah - where indeed the gal that got clients to do house-chores for her -- ha - - thanking you masses for the read of Coasting and the comment Paul

        • Paul Bell

          I suppose housework can be dirty. lol

        • Teddy.15

          Dear Fay what such funny humour shining in this one, last line I won't say but I know what it could be! Chuckle 🤣🤣😂

          • Fay Slimm.

            Yes the last words are best kept under your hat Teddy - smiling big at your naughty chuckles.

          • orchidee

            I too wash tipshy when writings a poemsh! lol. Good acting from both of us, innit? heehee.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Good acting indeed dear Orchi -- pass me another glass of the red would you please............. ha ha

            • PrEm Ji

              Neither Whiskey, nor Brandy, I consume the intoxication of your poetry!

            • Neville

              made me smile no end ... well okay then, chuckle from end to end .. 🙂 x

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