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    dots Submission Name: Tiffini - The Toys of Men, ch.2dots
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    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    57/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2777/1297/258
    Words: 345
    Class/Type: Prose/Misc
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    dotsTiffini - The Toys of Men, ch.2dots
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    Tiffini.

    Yes, Daddy?

    Tiff…

    Please, Daddy…

    No, ‘please,’ Tiffini. A very good girl obeys her Daddy.

    O…kay…

    Come here.

    Yes?

    Turn around and stare out the window at that tree. Concentrate on those birds. Red, blue, brown, soft…

    They’re pretty, Daddy. Am I pretty?

    Of course, my beloved. At this moment most of all.

    Should I…

    Yes.

    Like this?

    Perfect.

    Uh…

    Very nice, honey.

    Do you love me, Daddy?

    The way God loves an angel, baby.

    I love you too, Daddy. I’m glad I’m your special girl.

    So special we won’t tell anyone?

    Never, Daddy.

    Good girl.

    Daddy?

    Yes, baby?

    What’s cas…trate mean?

    What?

    Mommy said she do that to anyone who touched me like…a boyfriend.

    Like…

    Yeah….she said sometimes men - Daddies - are too close, too protective. And girls become ...

    …like moms…with babies?

    M-hm.

    What else did she say?

    I never told her, Daddy. I promise…she said if anyone ever did, I should come to her. And she said she’d make sure there’d be no snake in the garden.

    How poetic.

    Even Daddy.

    Hm?

    Even you, Daddy. She said girls and their fathers have a special bond that’s a gift. Forever.

    That’s true. Mommy and I have a special relationship too. Almost forever. Almost like us.

    Almost, Daddy?

    Sometimes the gift just…can’t be rewrapped. And…sometimes too much love is almost enough. To be young is a wonderful thing.

    When I get big, do you think I’ll be a Mommy? ‘Cause I want to marry a Daddy too. And Mommy said Daddies are best…when they behave.






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      holy smokes! what a comment from drewdilla! yikes!


    this is an uncomfortable piece and you have tackled a crazy subject here... wow.
    i admire you for writing this.

    i knew when i read the first part that the daughter had doubts that what was happening was 'legit'.
    i was also wondering where the mother was in all of this too.

    it would seem to me that the mother is onto something... like she almost knows whats going on but cannot catch it... cannot stop it until she has proof i guess...

    there are lines to be read between here.
    it interests me that the daughter tells her father the conversation and that the daughter sounds like she knows the implications if she had have told her mother the goings on between her and her father...

    the daughters understanding of life seems so simple... she couldnt be much older than 9 in my mind... maybe less.

    its interesting that somehow the daughter doesnt realise that her mother is trying to help her and that her father isnt...

    man... i wanna read more but i so have to get ready for work.
    you never cease to amaze me bill.
    | Posted on 2008-03-04 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      Tackling taboo subjects is always hard and controversial.
    I am glad I stumbled on your page.
    Because I have heard a lot about this subject from a friend who is a social worker and u cannot imagine the extent some people go, with the ones they r supposed to protect against all.

    I would not call it an uncomfortable write, I would call it a raw write, one that you cannot ignore and that urges u to keep going. It is as if it mesmerizes you, just like the child is mesmerized by her dad.

    The twist here goes is that he got the child to be his ally, against the one who is trying to protect her: her mother. At least she is willing to protect her, can u believe that some mothers know what is happening and rather not say a thing, they rather have their children go through that hell then face the truth.

    Very thought provoking.
    Viviane
    | Posted on 2008-02-22 00:00:00 | by babyblue002 | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow, I really don't know what to say. The end confuses the hell out of me, but as far as the writing goes I think it's really great. I definitely agree with isabella when she says "uncomfortable piece". I was uncomfortable as hell reading this, but it flowed very nicely. It took the whole situation very much as it seems it would in real life, the manipulation of the father with the daughter, but he seems to try and justify it to her, making her believe it's normal and Ok, this is definitely pretty screwed up and, as said before, uncomfortable, but it is a very good write i think.

    ~Jared
    | Posted on 2008-01-31 00:00:00 | by Jared | [ Reply to This ]
      This is wonderful.
    | Posted on 2008-01-21 00:00:00 | by JenFlynn | [ Reply to This ]
      this is crazy is this something u did n thats the discusion with ur daughter?
    | Posted on 2008-01-04 00:00:00 | by DrewDilla | [ Reply to This ]
      I always find your writing interesting. In the sense that it makes you think a couple of ways. And I never know if I am ever accurate, but I suppose that doesn't matter.

    I think that the fact that this made me uncomfortable, says something. And in some ways, it is such a horrible subject to breach. It is inconceiveable to me.

    But, I'll tell you what. I remember watching a talk show on child abuse/molestation (god knows why) when I was a kid (maybe 8, 9)... and I asked my dad about it (poor dad, now that I think about it) And I suppose he tried to tell me as best as he could. And it's weird, because at that age I was becoming so self aware (and the fact that I think about everything doesn't help) so I questioned every touch, every kiss, every hug I ever got (from family, from friends, etc...) I mean at that age I shouldn't have to think about [censored] like that, you know. Instead of just enjoying, I questioned. I guess something about the whole thing just creeped me out and I twisted it too hard. Does that make sense? The reality is, I was loved and never hurt in some brutal sick way.

    I really don't know how a person could hurt another so deeply, so wrongly, but I suppose in their sick sense it makes sense. How, I don't know.

    And I'm not sure if this is just a convo between a dad and a daughter, or a twisted convo between a dad and a daughter... I can read it either way.

    I guess it is just so sad to me that the world has come to this and sad that sometimes we just aren't allowed to be children (when we really are).

    uncomfortable piece.
    | Posted on 2007-12-30 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]


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