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Skid was currently shopping for a few more items until he bumped into a woman. His expression grew curious as he picked up the stuffed animal and gives it to her “ U-Uh… sorry, ma’am. I didn’t see you there. “
“ That’s okay. Accidents happen- “
She stopped once she looked at Skid “ You look like that boy… “
“ Boy? I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about. “
“ Hmm… do you remember who I am? Chalita Bui- “
“ Oooooh! Cherry pop! “
Chalita cringed at those words… Cherry pop … what a disgusting nickname she was given. The man looked confused and asked “ Does… that make you uncomfortable?- “
“ Yes. Please never call me that again. “
“ I see. So… Chalita… how’s everything? “
Chalita gripped onto her stuffed animal and replied “ Okayish I guess. Just buying the rest of the stuff that I need. “. Skid nods and asked “ Okay… uh… what have you been doing since you know what uh… discontinued for good? “.
Chalita thought until she says “ Dealt with school life and now I’m working at a decent job. I have to juggle that with therapy since… uh… you get the point. “. Skid tilts his head and asked “ I hope you mind me asking this, but therapy? What for? “.
She didn’t seem to mind this as she replied “ For the sexual trauma that was put onto me. That’s why I have this with me. “
“ Uhh… I thought you were fine with the stuff happening to you. “
“ Well… uh… what should I call you? It’s been such a long time since we last saw each other, but I don’t know what to call you. Should I call you by your real name- “
“ Just call me Skid. I know it’s a silly nickname from my childhood, but it holds a special place in my heart. “
Chalita nodded and continued “ Alright… anyways, I thought it was okay because my parents taught me what to do and how to please the clients. Soon, they were arrested and I was put up for adoption. That’s when I realized that a child working as a stripper and a prostitute at a strip club wasn’t normal, it wasn’t okay, and those years were painful to go through. “.
Skid just nodded while appearing sympathetic and replied “ I’m very sorry for what happened. Did you eventually get adopted? “
“ Yep. Ain’t picture perfect, but it’s great. How about you? What have you been up to? “
“ Oh! Uh… just also dealt with school life and now I’m a married man with an adoptive daughter. She’s about to be five in a few months. “
“ She sounds adorable. Another question, just curious, but did you go to therapy when you were in your teen years? I’m guessing that’s why you’re doing alright now. “
Skid just gulped and shakes his head “ N-No… well yes, but my mom pulled me out because she thought the therapist was putting bad ideas into my head and honestly, I agree with her. But enough about that. “. He pulled out his phone and quickly says “ I’m sorry, but I gotta continue shopping or else my husband will think I’m not in the supermarket. “.
Chalita was a bit more confused, but tried to push it aside and replied “ That’s fine. I hope we can meet again, Skid. “
Skid nods before grabbing the small green cart and walked off.
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Skid finally came home and says “ Pump, I’m home! “. The younger man came down and replied “ Thought you didn’t want me to make the chili? You no want chili in your estómago? “
“ Haha, Pump! You’re soooo funny! “
Skid then puts the bags down on the table and says “ Better help me put this away. “. Pump chuckled as he helped put the cans and ingredients in the cupboards “ So… did anything else happened? “
“ You remember Cherry- I mean Chalita? “
“ … Wait… you mean that Thai girl? The one you also talked to at the strip club you used to work at? “
“ Yup. Apparently still alive and well. Long story short, she’s in therapy now. “
“ Eh. Understandable since the whole “ Fresh Baked Sinners “ Incident will leave anyone traumatized. “
Skid sighs and replied “ I guess so, but apparently the stuff she’s been through wasn’t normal or okay. She even says it’s sexual trauma or something like that. “. Pump puts the can of beans in the cupboard and replied “ Probably a bunch of indoctrinated stuff by her therapist. “.
The older man nods and says “ Yeah. I mean… I ended up fine. It’s completely normal for me, right? “
“ Yeah. You were growing up and going through changes are normal. Perhaps she’ll learn one day. You also didn’t tell her about your former therapist, right? “
“ Well… yes, b-but I still don’t agree with her! Don’t worry, babe! “
“ Good. Besides, I’m surprised you didn’t take the job offer at the local strip club. Could have made some good money there. “
Skid grabbed onto his own tummy and squishes it “ I don’t think all of the customers are into this. My clients back in the day were into my younger body because… well… you know. Also, I’m pretty sure regular strip clubs don’t accept sexual photos of me when I was a child. “. Pump sighs as he grabbed onto his husband’s thighs “ Yeah, but you got experience. “
“ Experience in what? “
Pump tries to contained his laughter and uses his finger to twirl Skid’s hair “ You know… I was wondering if we could- “
“ Daddy, is papa home? “
Pump sighs and whispered “ I’ll go get her. Put the groceries away, won’t ya? “ before walking away. The older man smiled as he grabbed the rest of the ingredients and put them in the cupboard and fridge.
His past may have not been so family friendly, but it’s fine…
A loving husband…
A beautiful daughter…
A nice house…
Bella ran into Skid’s arms and hugged him. What a loving family he has…
He was fine…
He was okay…
No one hurt him…
He has a normal life…