I feel weirded out again at the idea of the parents and their grown children, or children of any age, watching skin flicks together, I must say. Never heard of it in my life.
And I was wondering-- you know you explained that the dissecting of the animals was done with your sons and the little boys who were their friends who happened to be visiting? Well, when you took out the pornographic pictures of men and women having sexual intercourse and engaging in fellatio, did you show these pictures to the neighbor boys, too; or were you self-perservative enough to keep this in the family?
I thought of another thing. You mention that one of your sons is a "lover of beautiful women," as though that were a credit. Do you know any hetero guys who prefer homely ones? I mention this odd description of your son as evidence that I think your readers here should consider the possibility that you are creating literature, or a sort of literary autobiography, and so are often seeking an interesting effect, and not necessarily conveying literal factual material at all times. Is this the case? (You've acknowledged the hyperbolic or fable-making nature of some of what you say.) Nihil, do you have in mind collecting your writings here and making of them a book. A Life?
It is a compliment to you, you know, that I take you seriously, and try to figure out the status of your comments here. |
