The kids were going to have a day at school detailing what their dads do for a living. Last kid up Billy gets up in front of the class and gives a big sigh. Conflicting emotions start playing across his face, and he's rocking on his toes and kinda heel-toe-back & forth for a few seconds, and putting on his BEST soldier face, like ... 'Ok, here goes,' he says
''My daddy is a gay dancer at a bar. He takes off his clothes for men on a pole and dances like THIS:''
The kid starts swaying his hips, waving his butt around. Bending at the knees, he stands up again, puts his hands around his crotch, and starts grinding away shoving his crotch forward, first leaning back on one leg, then the other, in that overtly exaggerated way kids imitate what they've seen somebody do
''And if the men pay him enough money, he goes to he bathroom or out behind the bar, and has sex with them: like THIS: ''
the kid's about 9 or so, but he starts going through all the motions of people having sex, making out, then hunching, while sighing, and rolling his eyes - complete with sound effects. The whole thing is just.. lurid - to the point of somehow being wrong.
''And then, ...when they get through having sex, if he likes them a LOT, they go to his car; and get ramped up for another round, like THIS:'' and he duly leans forward and lifts his right hand:
he holds his forefinger out, sorta projecting out over his thumb: and he pop, pop, pop... acts like his dosing out coke/crank/whatever's on the menu, onto the back, of his LEFT hand:
he then acts like he's snorting it off the back of his hand, licking it after he rubs it against his nose, and huffing in real big: then rubbing it hard on his pants leg, to get the spit off...
''And then they go back inside and he dances some more like THIS,''
and the kid gives it some more of the pole dance action, to the absolutely STUNNED crowd of kids and the teacher.
The teacher is practically speaking, quasi-catatonic. She doesn't know what in the WORLD.. so she kinda croaks out a few lines, as she walks over and motions Billy to follow her...
''Kids, I... uh..I feel that what Billy told us means that... well he could be exposed, to ... (she lets out a sigh) danger... if you will, please just... be quiet so I can take Billy to the counselor - this is sorta upsetting..''
She and Billy move out of the room, Billy's looking kinda relieved but he can see what's up; he can see what's been coming today, so he walks along with her - kinda stiff legged, like he's making himself walk the walk but... he just doesn't want to deal with the fallout from all this..
so head bowed, he kinda zombies out the door with the teacher, just oozing disgrace, and the unjust humility of a child
who has seen WAY too much in his short, innocent life.
They walk slowly to the counselor's office with the teacher unable to even utter a sound. She's walking amid a silence that sounds SO loud to her. She realizes she is partly responsible for not seeing Billy's needs, there must have been signs.. but she can't even begin to sort it out just now. Maybe when there's more time to think. She - she could lose her JOB.. she could lose her greatest joy, her career in the town she grew up in.
''Teacher?''
She stops dead still and looks down at Billy. "Yes?"
"Teacher I have something worse to tell you."
OmfG she thinks, he's been raped and molested and she is just... about... to faint.
''My... my daddy - he isn't really a go-go dancer and a gay hooker. I was just too embarrassed to tell everybody dad plays baseball for the San Diego Padres."
''My daddy is a gay dancer at a bar. He takes off his clothes for men on a pole and dances like THIS:''
The kid starts swaying his hips, waving his butt around. Bending at the knees, he stands up again, puts his hands around his crotch, and starts grinding away shoving his crotch forward, first leaning back on one leg, then the other, in that overtly exaggerated way kids imitate what they've seen somebody do
''And if the men pay him enough money, he goes to he bathroom or out behind the bar, and has sex with them: like THIS: ''
the kid's about 9 or so, but he starts going through all the motions of people having sex, making out, then hunching, while sighing, and rolling his eyes - complete with sound effects. The whole thing is just.. lurid - to the point of somehow being wrong.
''And then, ...when they get through having sex, if he likes them a LOT, they go to his car; and get ramped up for another round, like THIS:'' and he duly leans forward and lifts his right hand:
he holds his forefinger out, sorta projecting out over his thumb: and he pop, pop, pop... acts like his dosing out coke/crank/whatever's on the menu, onto the back, of his LEFT hand:
he then acts like he's snorting it off the back of his hand, licking it after he rubs it against his nose, and huffing in real big: then rubbing it hard on his pants leg, to get the spit off...
''And then they go back inside and he dances some more like THIS,''
and the kid gives it some more of the pole dance action, to the absolutely STUNNED crowd of kids and the teacher.
The teacher is practically speaking, quasi-catatonic. She doesn't know what in the WORLD.. so she kinda croaks out a few lines, as she walks over and motions Billy to follow her...
''Kids, I... uh..I feel that what Billy told us means that... well he could be exposed, to ... (she lets out a sigh) danger... if you will, please just... be quiet so I can take Billy to the counselor - this is sorta upsetting..''
She and Billy move out of the room, Billy's looking kinda relieved but he can see what's up; he can see what's been coming today, so he walks along with her - kinda stiff legged, like he's making himself walk the walk but... he just doesn't want to deal with the fallout from all this..
so head bowed, he kinda zombies out the door with the teacher, just oozing disgrace, and the unjust humility of a child
who has seen WAY too much in his short, innocent life.
They walk slowly to the counselor's office with the teacher unable to even utter a sound. She's walking amid a silence that sounds SO loud to her. She realizes she is partly responsible for not seeing Billy's needs, there must have been signs.. but she can't even begin to sort it out just now. Maybe when there's more time to think. She - she could lose her JOB.. she could lose her greatest joy, her career in the town she grew up in.
''Teacher?''
She stops dead still and looks down at Billy. "Yes?"
"Teacher I have something worse to tell you."
OmfG she thinks, he's been raped and molested and she is just... about... to faint.
''My... my daddy - he isn't really a go-go dancer and a gay hooker. I was just too embarrassed to tell everybody dad plays baseball for the San Diego Padres."
