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My stupid sister and her husband have informed on me to my parents.
I've practiced at writing for years, grad school especially forces scholarly articles from you, but my parents knew I hadn't been seriously writing for a long time. I know they've been waiting for me to get back into it (they also want me to go back to church but that isn't likely for awhile - anyway).
I know I shouldn't have said anything to my sister but I was just so happy to get a story finished and actually submitted into a contest. Damn it.
Luckily no one knows the name under which I write, or Literotica, or even names of any of the stories I've done. Nothing. Just that I do write naughty tales and have been having some success with it.
But at the family gathering this past weekend, there was a moment when discussing stories and writing that things got very quiet and I realized my parents had this very odd look on their faces. I turned to look at sister and her hubby and they had enough class to look embarrassed. Drop subject matter, on to something else.
If I had wanted my mother and father to know that I wrote erotica, I would have let them know about it myself.
So what - I'm a pervert now? Sis and her hubby couldn't be big enough jerks that they had to spoil this aspect of my life, too?
Damn it.
I've practiced at writing for years, grad school especially forces scholarly articles from you, but my parents knew I hadn't been seriously writing for a long time. I know they've been waiting for me to get back into it (they also want me to go back to church but that isn't likely for awhile - anyway).
I know I shouldn't have said anything to my sister but I was just so happy to get a story finished and actually submitted into a contest. Damn it.
Luckily no one knows the name under which I write, or Literotica, or even names of any of the stories I've done. Nothing. Just that I do write naughty tales and have been having some success with it.
But at the family gathering this past weekend, there was a moment when discussing stories and writing that things got very quiet and I realized my parents had this very odd look on their faces. I turned to look at sister and her hubby and they had enough class to look embarrassed. Drop subject matter, on to something else.
If I had wanted my mother and father to know that I wrote erotica, I would have let them know about it myself.
So what - I'm a pervert now? Sis and her hubby couldn't be big enough jerks that they had to spoil this aspect of my life, too?
Damn it.