The Explorer   This mound I found, so soft and round, upon my ladies chest. With rapid pace, and some red face, she said it was her breast.   I marveled at, this breast that sat, so pert and smooth and firm, and how my hand, in this strange land, could make my manhood squirm.   With pure delight,  into the night, exploring I did go. Heaven bound, I soared around, until she told me, "No!"     copyright AP Ashley 1995     Comment/Next/Back/Home