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Sandbox Tantra
November 28, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Tantra, Tantric, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Children, Dialog, Family, Lovers, Precocious, Sex | by davidbdale | 8 comments
The kids are playing Doctor in the sandbox. Our first concern is what they use for instruments but we let them have their space. We see them in profile from the house earnest and still. Their lips are moving.
—Where does it hurt?
—Everywhere. I suffer from a general malaise. Read the rest of this entry »
Chasing the Mistress
November 21, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Infidelity, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Cheat, Child, Detective, Dialog, Father, Lovers, Mother, Precocious | by davidbdale | 4 comments
—What does she look like?
—I don’t know who you mean.
—The slut your father’s sleeping with.
—Oh. There’s no such person.
I began to follow her then, in anticipation. Read the rest of this entry »
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