My friend texted me: [Uh, your dad is such a pedobear!]
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I didn’t want to believe it, of course, but all my excuses were. Well, after the usual denials, I pointed out [He never tried to touch me.]
[He doesn’t want you to know, because you live with him, and you can tell your mom.]
[Well, what makes you think that, did he try to touch you?]
[Not yet, but he just started. That’s why I stopped going over there, he never said anything around you, because he doesn’t want you to know.]
[Well, what did he say, then?]
[Oh, you know, the usual pedo stuff. He came over to hang out with my dad, but while he was busy in the garage, he came in to look for me. He said he was going to use the bathroom, but he couldn’t find me, because I was hiding in the garage.]
[Well, then how did you know he didn’t go to the bathroom?]
[Well, maybe he did, but he’s pulled that trick before. Sometimes, he does go to the bathroom, but he leaves the door open, and makes sure I see his penis.]
[Well, that doesn’t sound like him. He always closes, and locks the bathroom door.] He puts the seat back down too, and mom never has to tell him too. [He doesn’t even pee in the bushes outside. He goes in, and uses the bathroom with the door closed, and locked.]
Then, she sent me a picture. Sure enough, he was holding his pants open, and his underpants were pulled down, so everything was hanging out.
[See, he doesn’t even have a boner.] Even I knew that was starting to sound like a lame excuse, as soon as I sent it.
[Yeah, well sometimes they don’t get aroused, when they do it.]
[Wait, how do you know so much about child molesters, anyway?]
[Not child molesters, pedophiles. Some pedophiles molest kids, and some people molest kids for other reasons.]
[I know, it’s not about sex, it’s about power?]
[It’s about all kinds of stuff. Of course it’s about sex, too. Sometimes it’s about power, and control, but not this time.]
[How do you know?]
[Because, I used to. I knew this guy. This full grown man, with friends.]
[You were a child prostitute?]
[No, not exactly. There wasn’t any money involved, at least not that I ever saw, but now that you mention it. Maybe they just payed him behind my back. I don’t know, really.]
[But they were, a pedo ring. Like a child porn ring?]
[Yeah, like a child porn ring, only without the pictures and stuff. He told me that, if anybody took any pictures to make them destroy them. Or tell him to make them delete them, so they don’t get caught.]
[Ew, gross.]
[Yeah, totally gross, but that was my first clue. Since you asked what he said, he keeps trying to get me to do something wrong. Not take off my clothes, or let him touch me, not yet, but that’s how they start. They want you to keep a secret, so it’s like blackmail. If they get you to steal something, or skip school, then they can say they won’t tell anyone. That means you won’t tell on them when they start going further, but they always start small at first.]
[Well, flashing you in the bathroom isn’t starting small, and he really let you take a picture of his junk?]
[No, he didn’t know I set up the camera in here.]
[So, you set up a camera in the bathroom, and now you’re accusing him of flashing you?]
[No, calm down. I know you’re upset, but I’m just telling you this so you can warn the next girl. I set it up in my bedroom. Just to prove that he’s been flashing it across the hall, and that isn’t even in the bathroom.]
[Where is it, then?]
[In the hall, outside of my room. It just auto-focused when he stepped out.]
[Oh.] I scrolled up to look at it again, but there was no question that it was him. Either that, or somebody that stole his rings, with the same backs of his hands, but what a way to see it for the first time. I’m serious, here I am, 12 years old, almost a teenager, and I still hadn’t seen my dad naked before.
Not that I really wanted to, I just never thought about it, but of course he is a man. It’s also funny to think that I came out of that, it’s been in mom, and all that kind of stuff, but that made me wonder who else he’d been showing it to?
Oh yeah, and all the stuff he warned me about. BLINK! I got a new message, so I had to scroll back down to read it.
[Oh yeah. You still there?]
[Yeah, sorry.] I shook my head, and blinked. Realizing that I had been staring at my dad’s dick until she snapped me out of it.
[Well, I was just reading back over the conversation again, and that’s how I knew he didn’t go to the bathroom. Since you asked.]
[How?]
[Because the motion sensor captured it when he came to my door. With his pants already open, so he could say he forgot which way the bathroom was, again.]
[Well, it’s hard to tell, but now I can see how small and blurry the towel rack is, in the background.] I wasn’t really looking at the rest of the picture, besides he had on the same shirt and pants he left with. It was dark with the light off, and the curtains over the window. They have a bathroom window, so her mom put curtains up for privacy, since it’s clear glass instead of one of those translucent ones you can’t really see anything through except light.
It’s just that, he warned me about boys. He said boys might try to do this, or say that, to get in my pants. Not men, boys, but of course he knew that. Men try the same tricks, who do you think the boys learn them from, but all this time he’s been trying to keep me away from guys like him.
[It’s really not that hard to believe, now that I think about it.]
[I know, you don’t even want to think about your mom, and dad having sex. Let alone him cheating on your mom, or trying to.]
[That’s one thing, but hitting on my friends? Wait till he gets home, what should I say to him? I’ve got so many questions, but where do I start?]
[That’s up to you. I know you don’t want your mom to get a divorce.]
[I don’t care about that, honestly she’ll do fine once he’s in jail, but. I can’t believe I even wrote that, but I’m sending it anyway.]
She stopped typing, whatever she was going to say. Or, the ap stopped saying she was typing, then started up again.
Well, she did stop coming over here, before dad started having car trouble, and you know what? He sure does seem to be having a whole lot of car trouble, and I even thought that if it’s so hard to get it fixed, that maybe he should go see a professional mechanic, instead of taking it over to his friend every weekend.
When he knows she won’t be in school, and how her dad gets when he’s troubleshooting a problem. That’s why he likes working on cars, and stuff. He says it’s not even fixing the problem as much as the joy of finding it. Whatever that means, but I guess some of that sleuthiness rubbed off on his daughter.
[Well, I liked it, at first. I guess I was lonely, and he made me feel older. Oh, yeah. Sorry, but you’d be okay with sending him to jail?]
[Oh,] I forgot even writing that, in the first place. [Don’t you think that’s where he belongs? I don’t want him to get raped in the showers or anything, but that’s prison, not jail.]
[Well, if he’s convicted, he might go to prison, but that doesn’t make anyone better. Yeah, maybe better criminals, because they get to talk to other criminals. Like pedo rings really.]
[You think he’s part of a pedo ring?]
[I doubt it, he’s too paranoid, and careful. Also, he’d probably be afraid of one of his friends getting to you.]
[But that’s so hypocritical! How can he protect me, and cock block me, then turn around and expose himself to my friends?]
[Because that’s the way he is. He’s so scared of getting caught that he likes to take risks, and get away with it. He can’t stand the idea of anybody else getting away with it, and again. If you knew he swung that way,] I giggled, since we’re talking about a dingle dangle, not a stiffy. [then you could tell your mom. I think that’s who he’s really most worried about, after you.]
[Wow, you got all that from the fact that he can’t get it up for you?]
[Oh, he can, he just didn’t this time. No, that’s a completely different thing, but I got most of that from how he tries to keep his secret. From you, and your mom, but he doesn’t even seem to care if my dad finds out, because of my past.]
[Oh, so he knew about your friend, and his pedo ring.]
[Yeah, that’s what he finally found to keep a secret.]
[Your dad doesn’t know?]
[Of course he knows, he helped me run them off when I got raped, and pregnant.]
[Oh, oh god. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I didn’t want to trigger you or anything.]
[You didn’t, I guess if anything I triggered myself, but I’m okay. Not great, but I’m getting better at dealing with it.]
[Well, you’re about to tell me how it happened in the first place. If that’s okay.] I looked up at the time in the corner. My dad probably wasn’t going to be back any time soon.
[Well, honestly, I can’t say too much. I signed an agreement, as part of the settlement, but basically, he moved into my neighborhood. Mom, and dad went over to help his family, and that left me to get to know his kids. This guy wasn’t like your dad, he didn’t mind his daughters knowing, so they could get other kids to play, but that’s how it started. As play, but then he wanted me to meet his friends, and started inviting us over to parties.]
[Not just you, then?]
[Oh no. Lots of kids, and lots of friends. Which is how I learned about the difference between pedophiles, and child molesters. It was fun until his son lost it, and raped me.]
[So what is the difference?]
[Well, the big one is pedophiles want to get to know you, be your friend, and wait until the time is right. Not until you’re ready, I mean right for them. They like girls of a certain age, but they start early, so when you get there, you’re already willing to play along.]
[Like my dad. You think maybe I’m just not old enough?]
[Claire. Don’t even think about it. I know you’re a little jealous of me getting this attention, but it’s not going to happen. He’s not into incest.]
I can’t believe she typed my name, when she’s been so careful to avoid anything like that, or even my dad’s name when she knows it, of course. Then again, it does say Claire Spalding: Right there in the chat window. So, I guess that cat’s already out of the bag.
“Huh?” [So, that’s how we could afford to live here, on dad’s salary. I’m okay with that part, really. I mean, nothing is going to make it okay, but I’m set for college, and dad loves his big garage.]
[So, I guess it’s not not like prostitution. You just got payed much later when you blew up their whole crime ring. I had no idea you had all this exciting stuff in your past, but keeping that agreement must be killing you.]
[Yeah, I guess I got lucky that the company wanted to settle out of court. He sure couldn’t afford that much, even if he was taking money under the table, but he did some of this stuff at work. So, that’s where the money came from.]
[You don’t want to say how much?]
[I can’t but it’s somewhere between tens of thousands, and millions.]
So, hundreds of thousands. [What were these parties like?]
[Private parties, like swinger parties, only instead of swapping wives, they brought their kids. They had this weird 10 year old rule, so most of them were birthday parties.]
[Not orgies, though.]
[Oh no. Nothing happened out in the open, but you’d go back to their room, or they’d give you a ride home. That kind of thing, you just met at the parties, they never did anything there. You couldn’t even sit in their laps.]
[So wait, you just turned 13, and you said they didn’t do anything until you turned 10?]
[Well, none of his adult friends did. That was the weird thing about it. The rule was you had to be 10, or more than half their age. So kids, and kids were okay, but still. 10? How many kids even start puberty before they turn 10?]
[I don’t know, not a lot. Boys and girls?] He waited for her to turn 13, though.
[Of course. They had a big family, so brothers and sisters, nieces, and nephews. Most of the molesters didn’t want you to pretend, or call them daddy, but the pedophiles did.]
[So, you think you’re the only one, dad’s interested in? Right now.]
[Yeah, he’s totally a 1 girl man. He loves your mom sincerely, he wasn’t lying about that. I can tell.]
[So why is he putting the moves on you too?]
[He’s not, not any more. I told him to stop, and then we talked about it. He even cried, but he says he can’t help it. Which is bullshit, if he couldn’t control himself, he would have been caught by now. They always say that, but they can control themselves well enough to wait until they can get away with it.]
[But he doesn’t love me that same way?]
[Of course he does, but that’s another thing. He can control himself around you, because he’s scared. He wasn’t afraid of me, because he thought I was into it.]
[You’re not?]
[Not really, not any more. I know too much, that’s the problem with having so much sex, with so many men before you’re a teenager. I know all his lies, and I hate being lied to, but it’s not his looks. He’s a pedophile, and pedophiles lie to you.]
[Yeah,] I guess he had to. [Well, thanks for telling me. I have a lot to think about before he gets home. Call me when he leaves?]
[Oh, we kicked him out hours ago. He’s not home yet?]
[No, but I guess he went somewhere to think, too.]
[I hope he doesn’t do anything dangerous, or self destructive.]
[Should I be worried?]
[I don’t know, but sometimes they don’t take rejection very well. I hope not.]
[Like what?]
[He could turn himself in, or just go get drunk and wreck his car. I doubt he’d try to commit suicide, but he could still end up in jail or the hospital. He was pretty scared when he left.]
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