The Pervert or The Teenage Boy With a Camera

He found an almost ripe
peach, cut out a piece,
exposed meat and pit,
placed it between her lips.  

He said it was a photo shoot
for a class on fruit,
told her to spread her bare
legs just a little wider.  

A frame for the succulent
orb, he explained.  He acted
like a director, showed disdain
when the ball of sweetness fell  

from its purposed place.
She thought he was an artist.