Rick The Stick (1791 hits)
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Submitted by MickGinny (View user info) at 2006-02-06 08:12:21 EST
Every Sunday afternoon Rick would wash and wax his step dads 442 olds. He would detail the tires and rally wheels, vacuum/armor-all the interior, and top up the fluids. All in all it would take him about 3 hours. His dad was meticulous about his olds and Rick earned 20 bucks for doing a proper job. Not a bad piece of change for a 13 year old kid.
When I moved in across the street from Rick he didn't have much to say. In fact, no one on the street was particularly neighborly. It was a rental house in a middle class neighborhood that was full of middle class white homeowners from the inner cities who had decided to move to the desert to get away from crime. My mom and I didn't look like criminals but it was the fact that several former renters of our house had caused a lot of problems I found out later. The neighbors were pissed off at the owner of our house who would seemingly rent to anyone who had the first, last and a security deposit.
After awhile, the neighbors realized that it was just me and my mom and we did not seem to pose a threat to the fabric of their neighborhood. So I was accepted by all the kids except for Rick who remained aloof. The odd thing was that Rick didn't really associate with any of the kids on the block.
Rick was quite tall for his age and seemed to be a normal kid in looks and actions, I could not understand it.
One Sunday, three neighborhood kids grabbed me up from the ballfield and told me to follow them if I wanted to witness the coolest thing in the neighborhood. Of course I followed them.
As we approached the back of Ricks house, I could hear it. The other boys started laughing and pushing each other around when they saw my reaction to the noises coming from Ricks backyard. At twelve years old I had not yet been involved in the activity that produces those noises but I was old enough to determine that some woman was getting the shit fucked out of her.
Ricks mom was screaming filthy language and moaning like a whore. As the boys tried to peak through the fence I noticed Rick come around the house.
"Hey! Get the hell out of here!"
The other boys started laughing and making derogatory comments about his mom until he showed us the tire iron he was holding behind his back. We all cheesed it when he ran toward us. We ended up back at the ballfield. At the ballfield I got the story about how nearly every Sunday while Rick was washing the car out in the driveway, his mom and dad would put on a show for the neighborhood. I heard a lot of stories about Rick and his family the way boys tell stories; minuscule truth fluffed out with exaggerations and out right lies. Each boy stopping the other in mid sentence to add his fantastic spin on the yarn.
I gleaned from the neighborhood kids bullshit stories that Rick was an outcast not because of him being strange, but rather he was just a kid who had freaks for parents. I felt kind of bad for him actually.
Later that afternoon, when I was coming home Rick was outside cutting the grass. I was watching him as I approached my house he looked at me with a very embarrassed look about him which made me feel even worse for him.
The next Sunday I approached him as he began washing the Olds.
"Hey, nice car dude" he just glanced over at me and went back to washing the hood.
"What school do you go to?"
"aren't you late for spying on people with those other assholes?"
"Naw, I just... hey they told me to come check something out. I didn't...I thought it was stupid."
After some more awkwardness, we began shooting the shit and became friendly with each other.
Some Sundays we would talk in the driveway while his mom was moaning and screeching under Ricks dad. I could tell he didn't like what he was hearing...and I could also tell that if I were to say something about it, he would beat the shit out of me. So I did my best to ignore it. Although at times it was difficult... Ricks mom was an enthusiastic and vocal lover.
After awhile it became a little more relaxed. Although I knew better than to say anything. But once in awhile Ricks mom would come off with some exorcist like dirty talk that would bang off the walls and out the window into the street for the neighborhood to hear. Rick would laugh which was great for me because I was really trying to hold it in.
One day in the summer Rick invited me into his house. We sat on the couch for awhile then Rick asked if I wanted to see some playboys. Of course my answer was yes
His dad had a closet full of playboy magazines in binders separated by plastic sleeves. When I say a closet full I mean that his old man must have had every issue. It was freaking awesome!
After an hour or so he asked me to follow him down the hall, we stopped at the bathroom door and he smirked at me... the shower was running. He opened the door and motioned for me to follow. He opened the shower stall door to reveal his mom rinsing her hair. I was stunned. Not so much at the sight of his mom, who was fuckin a beautiful, but by the fact that she didn't flip out. She simply turned and wiped the water from her face and asked; "what are you doing?"
Sarcastically, and with veiled but very apparent anger Rick said:
"You need anything MOM!?" "can I get you anything MOM!?"
she calmly replied; "Get out Rick"
I took a last look at ricks naked wet mom then Rick took me right back to the playboy magazines. I was very confused about why he did that but as I got older I realized that his parents activities that had caused him to be ostracized and completely embarrassed in the neighborhood was very painful to him. I think he wanted his mom to feel some of that.
While flipping through the magazines, I noticed tears coming down ricks face. He was trying to hide it with the magazines. I went from confused to compassionate, it was apparent he was really hurting. Rick and I began to talk.
"I wish my mom was... you know, normal."
"Hey Rick she looks normal to me"
"haha real funny"
"No, that's not what I meant. She seems normal. So does your dad"
Angrily Rick retorted: "HE'S MY STEP DAD!"
"oh, ok I didn't know"
"My real dad lives in Santa Barbara. Jack is an asshole"
"Well you would know, you live with him. I was just saying that your mom and D...Step dad seem like normal people. Hell, Im not even sure where my dad is living now, last I heard from him he said he was moving to Montana...that was 2 years ago."
It was quite uncomfortable when his mom came into the room after her shower...but strangely just for me. Neither of them seemed embarrassed in the least. It was too much for me and my 12 year old penis, so I left...but not before drilling holes in their heads and making them my zombies.
MickGinny
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Submitted by redskieslookfake (user info) at 2006-02-07 07:31:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
hehe
Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2006-02-07 06:40:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Real life is so much more interesting than fantasy.
Submitted by MistressFist (user info) at 2006-02-06 14:23:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2006-02-06 13:55:14 EST (#)
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Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-02-06 13:44:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I think that picture is tigerlilly's leg.
Submitted by Blinkish (user info) at 2006-02-06 13:23:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Poor kid.
Submitted by inion_de_trua (user info) at 2006-02-06 13:08:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
and sometimes i think some parents enjoy fucking up their children.
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-02-06 12:59:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by ubetidid (user info) at 2006-02-06 10:45:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by creep_firebombing (user info) at 2006-02-06 09:18:57 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Quale (user info) at 2006-02-06 08:41:09 (#)
Ranking: 2
Well written. Strange subject matter though.
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That's why I like it. It's just real.
Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2006-02-06 09:16:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
fuck, didn't see it coming.
Submitted by Nellypaal (user info) at 2006-02-06 08:58:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
What? Tiger Lilly's a zombie now?
Submitted by Quale (user info) at 2006-02-06 08:41:09 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Well written. Strange subject matter though.