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Subject: {ASSM} "Idol" (ped, no sex, more stupid social commentary)
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   WARNING!!!

This work of fiction depicts possible
sexual situations with children.

If you are under 18, or are offended by such stories,
or it is illegal to read such where you are,
   or have a cardiac condition, Then do not read!

In fact, you shouldn't be reading this stuff anyway!


The author does not condone or encourage any such
behavior as depicted in this story.
_________________________________________________






   "Idol"
   by Pedro Vila


   "You two, stop fighting back there." my wife said from the passenger
seat. Tammy and Joey quieted down but were still telling each other to stop
it. Carol didn't turn around again. I glanced at the rear view mirror once
then went back to my driving.
   We started to come up on another Chevy Tilly billboard. I was hoping my
eight year old daughter wouldn't see it.
   "Oh! It's Chevy Tilly!" Tammy said. "She's so kewl!"
   Joey just looked and didn't say anything. He was a few years older and
his hormones gave him conflicting messages. We were right on the billboard
when Carol saw it too.
   "I can't believe a mother would let her daughter dress that way." Carol
scowled. "I mean, look at her. She looks like a street walker."
   "She does not!" Tammy argued, even though I was pretty sure Tammy didn't
know what a street walker was. Carol gave her a stern look and Tammy sulked.
   Chevy Tilly was prominent on the sign, all eleven years of her. She was
getting to be a mega star with videos, CDs, and magazines, all featuring her
tough attitude. The picture on the billboard showed her standing in a mini
skirt, tiny spaghetti strap top showing a lot of midriff, and heels on bare
and firm legs spread apart in a provocative pose. Her black strait hair cut
in bangs in front and long in back.
   Half of the media was questioning weather she had any talent while the
other half hawked her wares.
   "Discusting! Look at all that makeup on her." Carol continued. She turned
around to look at Tammy again, thinking our kid might have suddenly sprouted
similar face paint. Tammy looked at the billboard and didn't acknowledge her
mothers stare.
   Chevy Tilly was the new generation's cultural icon, at a time when the
news feeds seemed to be constantly reporting another child porn arrest every
day. Since the star first broke out of a daily children's show a few years
back with sparkling charisma, lately she seemed to be seen in only skimpy
outfits.
   The sign had passed and everyone seemed to get back to normal for the
rest of the ride. Soon we were at the mall and I parked the older model
Toyota electric and used my credit card to key the space. The meter offered
a charge for an additional fee and I closed the window without thought. Mall
charging fees were ridiculous and they only led to more adverts on our
account anyway.
   The kids seemed to want to enter without us but knew they would be held
at the door until they either produced an adult pass or we showed up to key
our pass. Still, they didn't seem to want to be a part of our group. I
didn't worry. They'd be right there when they wanted us to buy them
something useless.
   Carol went for the bed and bath and I stayed on the kids tail to keep an
eye open. Malls were safer now then ever but old habits die hard. Joey split
for the game arcade and it took him a whole five minutes to comeback and ask
me to get him some tokens. He was going to blow ten dollars in less then ten
minutes. He always did.
   "That's all your getting." I told his back. "Make it last!" Some adults
frowned at me yelling at a child. God forbid I should scold him in public.
Instant lawsuit.
   I followed Tammy and rolled my eyes went she found the Chevy Tilly store.
Here we go again. I stayed on the benches outside with many other mom's and
dad's. Some mothers would be in the store with there daughters but adult men
inside were pretty much frowned upon. Watch out for the pervert police.
   I could hear Tammy talking with other girls her own age. It was tough
talk like Chevy Tilly. Tough, I'll-kick-your-butt,
I-can-act-and-dress-how-I-want talk just like from the super DVdroms. I
waited over an hour. When Carol showed up, I could tell from her face she
wasn't happy I let Tammy come here. I shrugged and she went in to retrieve
our daughter.
   Tammy was doing the tough walk from one of the 'Lessons' from a Chevy
Tilly show and didn't say a word when we went to eat. Joey went on about the
new virtual game and I couldn't tell if it was a fighting game or a
shoot-em-up. Carol talked about some of her friends for a while until she
started to talk about the dress of kids again. I looked up and saw who she
was staring at.
   In the mall walked a few young girls, barely budding out, wearing very
little. One was just in tight hot pants and an oversized bra covering
loosely not yet formed breasts. The other had on a thong bikini bottom with
a translucent wrap which barely passed the dress standards for the mall. I
could see no top on her undeveloped chest but rather strategically placed
hair extensions which clipped to the top of the bottom wrap to keep them
over where her forming nipples should be.
   I could see Carol getting worked up for more bitching and I started to
get everybody up to move on when I saw two mall security split up. One woman
went towards the girls to talk while the man went towards a seated man near
us who was staring at the Chevy Tilly wanna-be's. The man was then escorted
away for a background check while the girls were asked if he had approached
them at all. The girls acted tough like he didn't even exists but having a
pre teen myself, I could see the excitement at having gotten his attention.
   Carol started with commentary on the man who just had been escorted off.
"Serves him right." She snapped. "Probably came here to satisfy his sick
fantasies. He should be castrated."
   "Maybe he was just as surprised at the way they were dressed as we were."
I mentioned.
   "Oh, pu-lease! I single man here? Where's his family. Huh? He probably
was going to masturbate in the bathroom."
   Joey suddenly blushed at the word 'masturbate'. Carol didn't see it but I
did. I smiled inwardly. All a apart of growing up I figured.
   Tammy watched the girls walk off and I could tell she was trying to
decide if she was tough too. She didn't really understand the thing with the
guy and the mall cops.
   "Come on kids, lets go." Carol told us. After the incident, we stuck
together at Carol's request. The kids didn't like it but they stayed with
us.
   Later, when we were walking close to the Chevy Tilly shop, Tammy started
to whine about needing a new PeeChee for school. It had to be a Chevy Tilly
one, no bones about it. She knew I wasn't really that concerned so she
worked on mom for ten minutes before Carol relented.
   She sent me in to buy it for her though. No way carol was going near that
shop.
   "Buy the one with the most clothes on it." Carol commanded.
   Great. I had to go in with her. I wasn't looking forward to the dirty
looks I was going to get. I told Tammy, "You stay right by my side the whole
time, okay?"
   "Okay, daddy." she said, all smiles. Nothing tough about her now. Just
pure child like pleasure at getting what she wants.
   As I passed the front counter, I told the lady that I was on a mission to
make sure my kid didn't get something inappropriate. The teen with Chevy
Tilly hair just looked at me like I crawled out from under a rock, and she
just chewed her gum in reply.
   We went to the school supplies section and Tammy went right to the folder
that she had picked out before. It was the same picture from the billboard.
I made like I was going to haggle about it. Can't let them win too easily,
but I knew it wasn't going to be a problem for me. It was tamer then some of
the other pictures here. Come to think of it, a lot of what was here
wouldn't be allowed in any school.
   I certain one caught my eye. My jaw almost dropped. It showed Chevy Tilly
kissing an adult woman on the mouth. The lips were closed and on the surface
it looked passable with the censors, but there was something about Chevy's
eyes. Hard and forceful, like she was initiating the contact. And something
else I could quite put my finger on.
   It seemed very sexual, though it had every pretense of being a sisterly
kiss.
   It was erotic.
   I turned away quickly before Tammy saw it and we made our way back to the
counter to pay for it. The girl smacked her gum and asked the standard
questions. "Your this girls father, right?"
   "Yes."
   "I have to see both your ID's" I gave them to her. She checked my picture
and then ran my card. She then handed me the receipt without another word
and bagged the PeeChee for us. A plain white sack with the CT logo on it. A
mall cop watched us leave the store and only turned when we approached Carol
and Joey.
   In the car, I thought carol would have the usual fit but she just tossed
it back to Tammy and didn't say a word the whole way home. I guess she knew
it could have been worse.
   Back home, we keyed the alarm and told the kids they could watch the
video feeds for a while. Tammy complained about us putting the adult
restriction on but we didn't budge. Joey ended up challenging Tammy to a
video game and they agreed on a racer program.
   I sat with carol and we talked over coffee. Well, she bitched actually
and I just listened like always.
   "I don't know what's happening to the world lately." She pointed to news
printout from this morning. Another local man was arrested for sexual child
abuse. "It's like everybody's going crazy. Look!" I looked at the picture.
The man was trying to hide his face. In the background, I could see his
kids. The girl was maybe twelve and she was wearing the CT logo on her
shirt. Her hair was cut the same way too. Carol didn't see it though.
   "It could be worse." I said, trying to sound calm. "Remember a few years
back when we were at war? People getting bombed and poisoned? We could still
be going through that."
   Carol didn't seemed to be phased though. "I think the whole world's going
to hell lately. What's next? Roving gangs of perverts preying on our little
girls in the streets? At least back then, we all stayed inside."
   I started to tune her out then. She wasn't listening to me anyway. I sat
there and just let my mind wander. I ended up thinking about that picture of
the Chevy Tilly kiss. I couldn't seem to grasp why it was etched in my mind.
   After a while, Carol tired of bitching and said she was going to bed
early. I was left with the kids bed time again.
   I went in to give the ten minute warning for the video feed. I stopped.
Both Joey and Tammy were glued to the current advert.
   It was the new Chevy Tilly movie and there on the screen was the same
adult woman that was in the kiss picture. The last scene showed Chevy
looking at the woman with mischief and leaning in for what I was sure was an
adult kiss. There was nothing sisterly about it. The scene changed for
theater and direct home listings for our area.
   Tammy was up immediately. "Daddy! I have to see it! I have to!" Joey was
still staring at the screen and seemed to be breathing a little hard.
   I thought I'd deflect the issue by my usual fairness rule. "If we see it,
Joey has to go too." I figured Joey would make a fuss and I could sidetrack
the issue.
   Instead, Joey said, "I don't mind. I'll sit through it if I have to."
That caught me off guard. My son was a little more than tolerant about
seeing the new movie. I had committed myself before I knew the way out.
Carol is going to chew my head off over this.
   "Um, I'll think about it if you promise not to tell your mother, okay?" I
said. Smiles all around. The kids knew they had just won a battle.
   I was stuck now, though I could just tell their mother and it would be
over. But something inside of me wanted to see more of that scene. What the
hell was wrong with me?
   I wasn't going to download it where Carol would know so we all said we
were going to the movies on Saturday and agreed on a cover movie so Carol
wouldn't stop us.
   There was a big line at the digitheater complex and mostly dads with
their little girls. The dads looked down allot and didn't make much eye
contact with each other. The daughters were dressed pretty skimpy and there
were security guards everywhere, looking shiftily around at everybody.
   It was not too long of a wait since most of the screening rooms were
dedicated to Chevy Tilly for this day.
   We got candy and drinks and I ran the card while the kids were both
chomping at the bit to go in. I made them wait for me. No way I was walking
in to the theater alone!
   On the way there, was the waiting room with most of the parents sitting
and reading. They all looked at me like I was from outer space or something.
   Too late, I realized that only the kids were going into the theater and I
would be the only adult. A woman shook her head at me as we walked into the
dark doors.
   I thought about ditching the kids into a seat and coming out again but
the movie started all of a sudden and right away we were treated to Chevy
Tilly's firm legs straddling the camera with her butt just above sight. I
was mesmerized.
   I sat absent mindedly and couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was as
adult as movies got with clothes still on. The language was harsh and the
wardrobe blatantly sexual. I couldn't take me eyes off of the screen.
   Half of me was repulsed and half of me was hooked. It was like watching
an accident. The kids around me cheered with every rebellious scene and some
of them kept looking back at me like I wasn't supposed to be there.
   The movie went quickly and I didn't realize that it was almost over until
the kiss scene came up. You couldn't see any tongue action, but it was
obvious to any adult that it was happening.
   I sat in a daze. Joey sat still with me.
   Tammy had gotten up and was saying, "Come on you guys. Are you stupid or
something?" She was in tough mode and posing like Chevy Tilly more than I'd
ever seen her before. Carol would figure it out in a second.
   We got up to leave. We were the last ones. I still was reeling from what
I'd just saw.
   Outside the door was a woman in a uniform standing there with a security
guard. She said, "Can I see some ID please?" I numbly handed it to her. "Are
these your kids? Let's see their's too." Tammy seemed to be standing on the
woman's side like she was with her. Joey looked guilty as all hell.
   "I'm afraid your going to have to come with me." she said and as she led
us to her office, it started to sink in just what was going on. The kids
were led someplace else and I was talked to like I had just been caught shop
lifting.
   We were there for over an hour before I was able to convince them I had
no idea what the movie would be like. I really hadn't. They scolded me like
I was brain dead then. How could I not know what a Checy Tilly movie would
be like?
   I collected the kids, who now seemed to not want to know me, and drove
them home.
   "Well, that was different." I said, trying to make light of it all.
   Joey said, "Why did you make me go to that? I hate you."
   I couldn't reply and he wouldn't tell me what he was asked while I was
being questioned. I thought of the man at the mall the other day and was
suddenly very sympathetic to him. We rode in silence.
   I thought I heard Tammy mutter to me, "You can't touch me." from the back
seat. She was still a tough Chevy Tilly girl. I could picture her kissing
somebody just like in the movie now.
   As we pulled up to the house, we saw a police car waiting and Carol was
standing out in the front yard.
   The kids jumped right out and went in. Nobody talked to them as they
walked past.
   I sat there and didn't move to get out. I knew I was now going to be
investigated.
   The cop came up and rapped on my window. I looked down and saw a stain in
my pant leg. The cop saw it too and I closed my eyes in shame.
   I had ejaculated in the movie.

   <END>









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