I'm going with daffy. Donald has anger issues, but I think Daffy is dealing with real rage.
Depending on the literary magazine and the editor, they may not mind that it once appeared on a website, if it is now down. It really depends on the newness of the online mag, if you do revisions, and how much the editor (or slush reader) likes it. Most submissions give the option of a cover letter. I would be very honest there, so no editor feels misled.
I actually showed up to the eye exam I planned to skip.
Love this thread!
In a story I wrote, I made up sex games. They didn't make the final cut of the story but here are my two:
Truth or lies: One person asks a question of another person. The second person either lies or tells the truth and the asker has to guess which it is. If they're right they get a reward (kiss, grope, lose a piece of clothing...whatever).
Dirty blind man's bluff: Like the real game, one person is blindfolded and everyone else tries to avoid them. When they catch someone, the person caught loses a piece of clothing. Or, I suppose you could play this game naked to great rewards.
My mother and I were never competitive.
She wasn't a MILF-type. She mothered my boyfriends. If any of them ever had a crush on her, they kept it from me.
She helped me with clothes shopping and with self-esteem in high school and college. Every time I left the house, she always asked, "Do you have on deodorant, perfume, and lipstick?" It was kind of a BFF thing, but she never lost her authority as my mother.
Dad was the same. He was very devoted to my mom, and that came through. I can't remember having a crush on him, so maybe that was an obstacle some mothers-daughters deal with that I didn't have to.
I'm just pleased I now know what "fam" looks like in Morse code.
I like giving massages. It doesn't have to be sexual; I like feeling people relax as I touch them.
Are you Shamelessly flirting?
Ellipses do have their place. I'm a nerd and I love to be teased. Thank God for Morse code translators.
I was engaged to a man; I'm now married to a woman.
I enjoy sex with both genders very much. I would find it hard to adjust to living with a man after all these years of being in an all-girl household, and hopefully I'll never have to find out. Still, there are things about male sexuality that I enjoy very much. I think I'm bisexual in the truest sense.
I'm attracted to both genders but have no problem with being loyal to one person.
It would be lovely. I would think he was old fashioned and trying to impress me. And I would be sweet, accordingly.
True story: a guy I was dating got me "flowers" for no reason one Friday night. They looked like black rose buds, which threw me. I wasn't sure if they were a gift or he was breaking up with me. But, then, all impish, he shows me that they unfold into sheer black panties. We hadn't had sex yet; in fact I hadn't had sex with anyone yet. Freaked me the fuck out.
I think we lasted another week or two.
Unless you're really, really sure of the girl, just flowers are a better bet than panties.