Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: ASKEW (06/07/18)
- TITLE: Dad's Nasty Story
By Phillip Cimei
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Their eyebrows pumped up and down almost with the rhythm of a Texas oil rig. Their eyelids fanned their bulging eyes with every sultry sentence that rolled off his tongue.
Their father, Robert, had them right where he wanted them. He even pulled out an old Gypsy Rose Lee—famous striptease artist’s—music off his iPad. Just for enhancement.
Robert leaning forward to get as close to their faces as possible and speaking in a whisper—as if he were telling a ghost story—said, “The lights dimmed slowly in this smoke-filled arena for the lustful. All eyes focused on the spotlight in the middle of the burgundy velvet curtain on stage.”
He continued his enticement drawing them in further and further with each titillating line, “The audience whistled and screamed at a fever pitch, mouths drooled with anticipation as the curtain slowly, oh so slowly began to open.”
Johnny just starred forward mouth agape, James wrinkled his nose and Billy looked at James and made a continuous circle with his finger by his temple, “He’s lost it guys,” he whispered.
Robert continued, “The audience went wild cheering and licking their lips, the curtain flew open at the music’s crescendo. And there in the center of the stage was the most gorgeous, captivating and enticing T-bone steak you have ever seen.”
“What!” came three screams as Robert sat back with the biggest Cheshire cat grin you can imagine.
“We were expecting some slinky nasty girl to come out and… well…and…oh, you know what I mean,” yelled Johnny.
“I don’t get it,” whined James.
“That’s stupid,” complained Billy.
“Well boys, I was trying to make a point.”
“A stupid one,” interrupted Johnny.
Robert called their bluff and put all of his chips on the table. He had a royal flush and was going to clean house, “You boys wanted to go to the movies with your friends. I found out it was an “R” rated movie and I said absolutely not.” I have just given you an illustration why.”
“I still don’t get it,” said James.
“I’m fix’n to explain it to you.”
“Can I go make some popcorn, since we missed out on it?” whined Johnny.
“Don’t be a smart aleck, Johnny.”
“Do you guys know what perverted means?’
A hand flew up. “I know,” shouted James, “you have a nasty mind.”
“Well that’s sort’a true. It means unnatural, warped or twisted.”
Robert continued to explain how that scene on the stage illustrated an unnatural way to look at food. He pointed out that the devil will try to take something that is pure and good and make it into something that is off course and not the way God intended.
Billy scratched his head, wrinkled his nose and said, “what does this have to do with going to the movies?”
“Well, Billy, do you remember the preacher’s sermon, a few weeks ago, from the Sermon on the Mount; when he brought up about how Jesus was talking to all those about looking at a woman in the wrong way, and it all begins in the heart?”
“Kind’a,” said Billy.
“Well, He then said that if you look at a woman—like my illustration of looking at that T-bone—in a lustful way, a perverted way, you are plowing the soil and planting seeds that will grow into something unnatural and wrong.”
“How did we get from lusting after a T-bone to plowing a field?” queried James.
“Boys, the eyes are the portals to the heart.”
“Johnny told me at school yesterday that his dad has nasty magazines. I told him you said those things ain’t good to look at. He wanted me to come over; we could sneak into his dad’s room and look at them,” said Johnny.
“What did you tell him?” asked Robert.
“I said, ‘It ain’t right.’”
A contented look fell on Robert’s face, “Why don’t you call your friends and I will take you all fishing.”
“Can we bring popcorn? That’s the only reason I was going to the movies anyway,” asked Johnny.
“Not me,” said James, “I was going to look at the naked woman. Just kidding!”
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