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porter_inc) wrote2006-12-06 05:18 am
porter_inc) wrote2006-12-06 05:18 am
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100moods: Curious
Age 8
Inez Porter was getting dinner ready when her son ran in the back door and straight to her.
"Mom!" Will yelled, wrapping his arms around her legs and hugging her tightly.
"Honey, don't yell when you're inside," Inez laughed, wiping her hands on a dishtowel and giving her boy a hug. "Now, what's going on, baby?"
Will looked up at her, blue eyes wide. "Jacob told me Daddy put his thing in you and that's how you made me."
That was the last thing Inez was expecting her son to say, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop from giggling. "Why did Jacob tell you that, sweetheart?"
"We were playing and saw a fat lady walking by. Jacob said she wasn't fat, she had a baby inside her and said that the lady's husband put his thing in her and that's what made the baby. And then he said that was how I was made, too. I told him you wouldn't let Daddy do that, and he called me a stupid baby and told me to ask you." The words tumbled from Will's lips in a torrent of disbelief and indignation. "He's a shithead," he added, scowling as he repeated the phrase he heard his father say whenever he was angry with someone. Usually, his father spent time arguing with people on the television, but Will was sure it could apply to Jacob.
Inez put her hand over her son's mouth at the curse, then shook her head. "Honey, you don't say that word, okay? It's a bad word."
Will pushed her hand away, mouth set in an annoyed pout. "Daddy says it," he said defiantly.
Tobias Porter walked into the kitchen at that moment, looked at his wife and son, then frowned. "What's going on?"
"Jacob Riley took it on himself to tell Will how babies are made," Inez said to her husband, still trying not to smile.
"Is that so?" Tobias took a seat at the kitchen table and waved Will over to him. "Come tell me what you learned."
Hesitating, Will looked up at his mother, only going over to Tobias when she smiled and nodded at him. If Tobias noticed, he didn't say anything, but just looked at Will expectantly when the boy finally took a seat next to him.
"Jacob said a lady gets pregnant when her husband puts his thing in her." Will crossed his arms in front of his chest and scowled at his father. "Is that true?"
Tobias raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "Those are the basics, yeah."
"So you did that to Mommy?" Will asked, a little unsure now.
Another nod and Tobias grinned over at Inez. "I did."
Inez blushed and turned her attention back to the dinner she was preparing. "Toby, I can go sit outside while you talk to him, if you like."
"Why? Don't you want to be here for this milestone in our son's life?" Tobias chuckled and reached out to pat Will's cheek. The boy flinched away, making his father frown. "Here's what you need to know about sex, William," he said softly. "When you grow up and find a woman you like, you're going to want to put your thing in her, too. That's called fucking--"
Inez gasped when she heard that. "Tobias!" She knew he hadn't been drinking, so she couldn't even turn to that as an excuse.
"It's called fucking," Tobias continued, ignoring his wife, "and you'll want to do it with as many women as you can before you get tied down to one."
Will looked confused. "Why?"
"Because it feels good," Tobias shrugged.
"And how does that make a baby?"
"The man shoots his jizz into the woman, it fertilizes an egg in the woman and that makes a baby."
Looking over at his mother, Will wondered why she was looking so upset. He didn't really understand what his father was talking about, but he just nodded at him, hoping it would be enough to make him go back into the living room.
"So, your friend was right," Tobias said, reaching to tousle Will's hair but stopping when the boy flinched again. "Don't move when I touch you," he growled, slapping the side of Will's head before getting up. "When's dinner going to be ready?" he asked Inez.
"Half an hour," she said softly.
"Good, I'm starving," he replied on his way out.
Once she was sure her husband was back in his easy chair, she went over to Will and gently rubbed his head. "Baby... I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"It's okay, Mommy," he said, hugging her and letting her baby him. Sometimes he hated being a big boy because it meant he couldn't cry when his dad hurt him, but he didn't mind it when his mother held him. "But I still don't know how a baby is made."
Inez kissed Will on the cheek and took his little hand in hers. "Tell you what," she said quietly, "tomorrow I'll take you to a bookstore and we'll find a book that explains it a little better, okay? It'll be our little secret."
"Okay," Will said with a bright smile, happy that his questions would be answered thanks to his mom. And maybe the book would prove his father to be a liar.
Inez Porter was getting dinner ready when her son ran in the back door and straight to her.
"Mom!" Will yelled, wrapping his arms around her legs and hugging her tightly.
"Honey, don't yell when you're inside," Inez laughed, wiping her hands on a dishtowel and giving her boy a hug. "Now, what's going on, baby?"
Will looked up at her, blue eyes wide. "Jacob told me Daddy put his thing in you and that's how you made me."
That was the last thing Inez was expecting her son to say, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek to stop from giggling. "Why did Jacob tell you that, sweetheart?"
"We were playing and saw a fat lady walking by. Jacob said she wasn't fat, she had a baby inside her and said that the lady's husband put his thing in her and that's what made the baby. And then he said that was how I was made, too. I told him you wouldn't let Daddy do that, and he called me a stupid baby and told me to ask you." The words tumbled from Will's lips in a torrent of disbelief and indignation. "He's a shithead," he added, scowling as he repeated the phrase he heard his father say whenever he was angry with someone. Usually, his father spent time arguing with people on the television, but Will was sure it could apply to Jacob.
Inez put her hand over her son's mouth at the curse, then shook her head. "Honey, you don't say that word, okay? It's a bad word."
Will pushed her hand away, mouth set in an annoyed pout. "Daddy says it," he said defiantly.
Tobias Porter walked into the kitchen at that moment, looked at his wife and son, then frowned. "What's going on?"
"Jacob Riley took it on himself to tell Will how babies are made," Inez said to her husband, still trying not to smile.
"Is that so?" Tobias took a seat at the kitchen table and waved Will over to him. "Come tell me what you learned."
Hesitating, Will looked up at his mother, only going over to Tobias when she smiled and nodded at him. If Tobias noticed, he didn't say anything, but just looked at Will expectantly when the boy finally took a seat next to him.
"Jacob said a lady gets pregnant when her husband puts his thing in her." Will crossed his arms in front of his chest and scowled at his father. "Is that true?"
Tobias raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "Those are the basics, yeah."
"So you did that to Mommy?" Will asked, a little unsure now.
Another nod and Tobias grinned over at Inez. "I did."
Inez blushed and turned her attention back to the dinner she was preparing. "Toby, I can go sit outside while you talk to him, if you like."
"Why? Don't you want to be here for this milestone in our son's life?" Tobias chuckled and reached out to pat Will's cheek. The boy flinched away, making his father frown. "Here's what you need to know about sex, William," he said softly. "When you grow up and find a woman you like, you're going to want to put your thing in her, too. That's called fucking--"
Inez gasped when she heard that. "Tobias!" She knew he hadn't been drinking, so she couldn't even turn to that as an excuse.
"It's called fucking," Tobias continued, ignoring his wife, "and you'll want to do it with as many women as you can before you get tied down to one."
Will looked confused. "Why?"
"Because it feels good," Tobias shrugged.
"And how does that make a baby?"
"The man shoots his jizz into the woman, it fertilizes an egg in the woman and that makes a baby."
Looking over at his mother, Will wondered why she was looking so upset. He didn't really understand what his father was talking about, but he just nodded at him, hoping it would be enough to make him go back into the living room.
"So, your friend was right," Tobias said, reaching to tousle Will's hair but stopping when the boy flinched again. "Don't move when I touch you," he growled, slapping the side of Will's head before getting up. "When's dinner going to be ready?" he asked Inez.
"Half an hour," she said softly.
"Good, I'm starving," he replied on his way out.
Once she was sure her husband was back in his easy chair, she went over to Will and gently rubbed his head. "Baby... I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"It's okay, Mommy," he said, hugging her and letting her baby him. Sometimes he hated being a big boy because it meant he couldn't cry when his dad hurt him, but he didn't mind it when his mother held him. "But I still don't know how a baby is made."
Inez kissed Will on the cheek and took his little hand in hers. "Tell you what," she said quietly, "tomorrow I'll take you to a bookstore and we'll find a book that explains it a little better, okay? It'll be our little secret."
"Okay," Will said with a bright smile, happy that his questions would be answered thanks to his mom. And maybe the book would prove his father to be a liar.