| The Torture Continues... Ugh... this sucks, Beavis! My brother and sisters weren't helping the situation any... "OOOhhhhh, what did you DO, Lis-UH?!?! You're gonna get in trouble, hahaah!!!" I almost cried... I was so embarassed, I knew what a dirty mind us girls had, I knew what was in that letter and what Ma was now hearing. Eventually Ma said, "Alright, I'll talk to her about it... thank you for calling..." *click* Ma walks back to the dinner table... I thought she was gonna have some tact and pehaps wait until after dinner to corner me and rip into me. But no. She looks right at me and in front of everyone says, "Lisa? That was your friend Jaime's mother... she told me some very disturbing things that you've been doing along with Sarah. Something to do with a DJ at *radio station name*... we need to talk about this RIGHT after dinner..." she said. Oh GOD... now everyone knew. You may as well just start talking about it here since Dad is gonna know eventually and my bro and sis' won't leave me alone till I tell them. But no, we waited till after dinner. She called me in her room and sat me down. "I have NO IDEA where you learned to talk like that or heard some of that filthy language! That is completely inappropriate for a little girl, where did you come up with that stuff?!!" she demanded. Well, probably Beavis & Butthead... but I wasn't gonna say that. I said we just made it up as we went along and wrote it down earlier in the day... I told her how it all started, I mean shit, no sense in hiding everything now. Ma was still enraged... "Do you realize you were not talking with a 26 year old? Jaime's mother called the station and demanded to speak with him and his supervisor. He's 36! And how DARE you girls talk like that with a stranger, especially an older man, where the HELL do you learn to do that?!!?" This went on for awhile... I didn't cry until afterwards. She couldn't punish me for having a dirty mind, but she warned me against being preverted with strangers. Sorry Ma, 11-13 year old girls are raging balls of hormones! I forgot what my punishment was, probably no phone... but I doubt that cause when we were done talking I went STRAIGHT to the phone... and I called Sarah. "Hi, is Sarah there?" her mother answered... "No, she's grounded!" Uh oh... shit. Queen Bitch Mother got to Sarah's mother too. So I called up Jaime. While part of me wanted to beat her senseless for dropping the note (Ma told me how Jaime's ma found it in the bathroom...) I knew she must be hurting as well so I didn't... but she answered the phone... "Jaime, dude, WTF happened?!" She was bawling hysterically, "Oh my GOD LISA I'M SO SORRY!" I huffed, "Sorry isn't going to cut it!!" She described how her mother found the note and confronted her, then she broke down... she said that she called the radio station first, yelled her ass off to the DJ AND his supervisor... then called Sarah's mom, then my mom... oh God. "Dude, he's actually 36 years old..." "Well, we lied too! We're only 12!" "Yeah, that's what I was gonna say next... MY MOM TOLD HIM HOW OLD WE REALLY WERE!!!" Holy SHIT! I wish I coulda been there to see the look on his face when he heard that. Priceless, I'm sure. I felt horrible cause I KNEW he was in trouble... maybe even lost his job. He was a nice guy, we all lied to each other so we weren't mad about him lying about his age. Besides, he KNEW we were under 18 so he knew the risk he was taking. Had we said we were 18 & 19 years old, then we REALLY woulda felt like shit cause he'd have been innocent... he had every reason to believe we were older than 12. "Let's call him and apologize..." we decided. BAD IDEA. We called up, he answered all cheerful like... "Hey Tom, it's Lisa & Jaime..." the cheerfulness was gone. "Girls, it's not a good idea for you to be calling me anymore. You have no idea what I just went through in there! One of your mother's called me up, " Jaime interrupted, "Yeah, my mom,... sorry..." He continued... "You girls are 12 years old, do you realize how much trouble I could have gotten into???" Now he was flaming pissed. We didn't throw back in his face how being 16 & 17 isn't any different than 12 in the eyes of the law, if he wanted to get technical. I guess we were too upset to think? We both broke down about how sorry we were, taking all the blame, even though he probably egged on the phone sex more than we did. He didn't seem to care... we were bummed tho, he was a friend of ours now! We all talked about Headbanger's Ball, 80s metal, etc... he was cool! He then started getting real pissy, saying we must've been some slutty hos who like the idea of seducing "26-year-old" guys... man, fuck him! Blaming it ALL on us... well, I say that now... but at the time, we were all sobbing and tearful... "OMG we're sooo sorry we lied! It's all our fault! Can we still call and talk to you?" He said, "No, please never call again!" and he hung up. Oops. There goes that! We saw Sarah in school the next day, she too wanted to kill Jaime. She told us how "it happened to her"... she was watching T.V. when the phone rang... when the call was done, her mother went in front of the T.V., flipped it off and demanded they have a chat. She got the whole, "You are a dirty, perverted, sick girl! Where the HELL did you learn to talk like that?!!" speel. And then she was grounded for a few weeks. Well, it's over. We were embarassed beyond belief to face our families! But it wasn't over... MONTHS later... November rolls around and there's going to be a "sock hop" at our school. Yay. On my way to the bus one afternoon, Sarah & Jaime come running up to me, pale white and shaking, handing me a flier for the dance. It's being hosted by a local radio station... special guest appearance by a DJ... 'Tom'... NOOO!!!! OMG we had to meet our 26-year-old blonde hair, blued-eyed muscular man... shit!!!!!!!!!!! Well, he KNEW we went to that school... but would never pick us out of the crowd. By now we'd had time to talk about what happened and decided we weren't all to blame, afterall, he was talking like that to 16 & 17 year olds... so he's just as guilty. But we all still hated Jaime for dropping the note! So the dance rolls around... and there's the booth for the DJ! No blonde haired, blue-eyed muscular 26 year old in sight. There is a rather short, fat, 36-year-old with crooked glasses and DARK HAIR... we giggled to each other... "What are we gonna say? How are we gonna approach him?" After all, he can't make us go away, it's our fucking middle school dance! I came up with the perfect thing... "Alright... let's go!" We all approached the booth... he's there picking out records, smiling... "Hi girls!!! Having fun so far?" "Yep..." we answered. "Taking requests?" I asked. "Sure, if I have it, that is... I'll play it! What do you wanna hear?" I looked him real hard in the eyes and said, "Got any KISS??" He stopped fucking DEAD!!! And said REAL uncomfortable-like as if he didn't 'get it', "Um, no, this is an oldies dance, no KISS records..." WHAT?!? We KNOW he KNOWS who we are now, it was all over his face. So we kept pushing... "What? C'mon Tom, you're a BIG KISS fan, you oughta have some in there..." again he said, "Nope, none." I forget which one of us asked, but one of us said, "So, did you catch Headbanger's Ball on saturday??" That did it. He sighed and said, "Which one of you is Jaime?" Ha, I guess he remembered her name the most cause of her mother. "Me," Jaime answered then Sarah & I introduced ourselves. He says, "You girls don't look a day over 11 years old..." Then Jaime in all her sass says, "And you ain't a 26 year old hottie either!" He gets pissy and says, "I gotta work girls..." So we said, "Fine, c-ya... BYE!" The end! Weird, huh? Sarah still doesn't like to talk about this incident! I've only told a few people about this but the more I think about it, the funnier it gets!!!!! HOME |