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Loose Stones- by Daniel Barnett

Loose Stones- by Daniel Barnett

She liked her men like she liked her coffee: weak, milky, lukewarm. Which summed up me well. I've got all the character of a whiny door hinge. I blame my mother for breastfeeding me too long. But we aren't talking about my mother, unless you're one of those shrinks that think everything is an Oedipus thing. We're talking about Sally Soledad, my lover and leashholder, who was right at this moment doing her best to melt me onto her scuffed mahogany floorboards.

“How many times have I told you to refill the ice when you’re finished?”...