Fun with Dick and – by Polly+Anna (1115 words) Bill is 18 (1/26/20)
October 3 – 7:35 A.M.
It was Monday. Monday was a school day.
Bill had school.
His mother woke him. Woke Bill for school.
“Wake up Bill,” said Mother.
“Wake up, Bill. Wake up.”
It was October third. It was Bill’s birthday.
“Happy birthday, Bill.”
“Happy birthday, Bill,” said Mother.
Bill was eighteen. Eighteen years old.
Bill got up.
“Get up, Bill, up.”
Bill got out of bed. Bill showered.
“Shower, Bill, shower.”
Bill washed.
“Wash Bill, wash.”
Today was different. Something was different.
Different from yesterday.
Bill’s body was different.
“What is different, Bill?”
He was erect.
“What was erect, Bill?”
Bill’s penis was erect.
“What’s happening, Bill?”
“What’s happening?” Thought Bill.
Bill took a long time. A long time to shower.
Bills mother worried.
“Worry Mother, worry.”
Bill got dressed.
“Dress Bill, dress.”
Bill walked. Walked to the kitchen.
“Walk Bill, walk.”
Bill had a question. Bill asked Mother.
Bill asked Mother his question.
“Why is my penis hard? Asked Bill.
“Why is your penis hard, said Mother.
“Is your penis hard? Asked Mother.
“It was hard,” said Bill. “Hard in the shower.”
“Hard in the shower,” said Mother.
Mother smiled.
Bill smiled.
Bill was confused.
“You are eighteen today,” said Mother.
“You are a man,” said Mother.
“I am a man?” Said Bill.
“You are a man,” said Mother.
“It is okay,” said Mother.
“Okay?” Asked Bill.
“Your penis is ready,” said Mother.
“Ready?” asked Bill. “Ready for what?”
“Ready for use,” said Mother.
“Ready for use?” asked Bill.
Bill was confused.
Bill trusted Mother. But mother was wrong.
Bill had used his penis.
Used it to pee. He peed yesterday.
Bill used it yesterday to pee.
Used it ten years ago. It worked ten years ago.
It always worked. It worked well.
Until today.
Today it didn’t work.
It was hard. Bill could not pee.
Bill did not understand.
“What is wrong? Asked Father
“My penis doesn’t work”, said Bill.
“Not work? Asked Father.
“I couldn’t pee,” said Bill.
“Couldn’t pee?” Asked Father.
“It was hard,” said Bill.
“It was hard?” Asked Father.
“Oh!” said Father.
“Oh?” Asked Bill. “Oh, what?”
“You are eighteen,” said Father.
“I am eighteen,” said Bill.
“Eighteen today,” said Father.
“Eighteen today,” said Bill
“You are a man,” said Father.
“Mother said, I am a man,” said Bill.
“Listen to Mother,” said Father.
“Listen to Mother?” said Bill.
“Mother knows dicks,” said Father.
“Mother knows dicks?” said Bill.
“Yes, Mother knows dicks.”
“What are dicks?” asked Bill.
“Dicks are penises,” said Father.
“Dicks are penises?” said Bill.
“And penises are dicks, said Father.
“And penises are dicks, said Bill.
“Dicks have other uses,” said Father.
“Other uses?” Asked Bill.
“Yes,” said Father. “Mother…”
“Yes, Father,” said Mother.
“Bill is eighteen,” said Father.
“Yes,” said Mother. “Bill is eighteen.”
“We must explain sex,” said Father.
“Yes,” said Mother. “We must explain sex.”
“I have school,” said Bill.
“I will call school,” said Mother.
“Call school?” asked Bill.
“Call school,” said Mother. “And tell them.”
“Tell them?” Asked Bill.
“Tell them,” said Father. “You will be late.”
“You will be late,” said Mother. “This is important.”
“Sex is important,” said Father.
“It is our job,” said Mother. “Our job to teach you.”
“Your job to teach me?” Asked Bill.