MY NEW DOWNSTAIRS NEIGHBOUR

By eamon

Tue, 24 May 2011
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Monday, he traded his tin-opener for my wooden spoon.
He was back Tuesday with a past life and free time. What could I offer?
I groped desperately and found: 'My first sexual experience', 'relationships I have endured', and, Thursday evenings. He wanted more, but I pushed it back towards cutlery.

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Submitted by sonora on
A couple of nice 55 Fiction pieces. Good stuff

'Art is not a mirror to reflect reality, but a hammer with which to shape it.'

Submitted by eamon on
Thanks Sonora. Those short pieces are funny things to write, but i'm glad i did.