From: PreteenLover@MailAndNews.com   
      
   Story: Idol  g8   
      
   by Pedro Vila   
      
      
      
       "You two, stop fighting back there." my wife said from the passenger   
   seat.  Tammy and Joey quieted down but were still telling each other to   
   stop it.  Carol didn't turn around again.  I glanced at the rear view   
   mirror once then went back to my driving.   
      
       We started to come up on another Chevy Tilly billboard.  I was hoping my   
   eight year old daughter wouldn't see it.   
      
       "Oh!  It's Chevy Tilly!" Tammy said.  "She's so kewl!"   
      
       Joey just looked and didn't say anything.  He was a few years older and   
   his hormones gave him conflicting messages.  We were right on the billboard   
   when Carol saw it too.   
      
       "I can't believe a mother would let her daughter dress that way." Carol   
   scowled.  "I mean, look at her.  She looks like a street walker."   
      
       "She does not!" Tammy argued, even though I was pretty sure Tammy didn't   
   know what a street walker was.  Carol gave her a stern look and Tammy   
   sulked.   
      
       Chevy Tilly was prominent on the sign, all eleven years of her.  She was   
   getting to be a mega star with videos, CDs, and magazines, all featuring   
   her tough attitude.  The picture on the billboard showed her standing in a   
   mini skirt, tiny spaghetti strap top showing a lot of midriff, and heels on   
   bare and firm legs spread apart in a provocative pose.  Her black strait   
   hair cut in bangs in front and long in back.   
      
       Half of the media was questioning weather she had any talent while the   
   other half hawked her wares.   
      
       "Discusting!  Look at all that makeup on her." Carol continued.  She   
   turned around to look at Tammy again, thinking our kid might have suddenly   
   sprouted similar face paint.  Tammy looked at the billboard and didn't   
   acknowledge her mothers stare.   
      
       Chevy Tilly was the new generation's cultural icon, at a time when the   
   news feeds seemed to be constantly reporting another child porn arrest   
   every day.  Since the star first broke out of a daily children's show a few   
   years back with sparkling charisma, lately she seemed to be seen in only   
   skimpy outfits.   
      
       The sign had passed and everyone seemed to get back to normal for the   
   rest of the ride.  Soon we were at the mall and I parked the older model   
   Toyota electric and used my credit card to key the space.  The meter   
   offered a charge for an additional fee and I closed the window without   
   thought.  Mall charging fees were ridiculous and they only led to more   
   adverts on our account anyway.   
      
       The kids seemed to want to enter without us but knew they would be held   
   at the door until they either produced an adult pass or we showed up to key   
   our pass.  Still, they didn't seem to want to be a part of our group.  I   
   didn't worry.  They'd be right there when they wanted us to buy them   
   something useless.   
      
       Carol went for the bed and bath and I stayed on the kids tail to keep an   
   eye open.  Malls were safer now then ever but old habits die hard.  Joey   
   split for the game arcade and it took him a whole five minutes to comeback   
   and ask me to get him some tokens.  He was going to blow ten dollars in   
   less then ten minutes.  He always did.   
      
       "That's all your getting." I told his back.  "Make it last!" Some adults   
   frowned at me yelling at a child.  God forbid I should scold him in public.   
   Instant lawsuit.   
      
       I followed Tammy and rolled my eyes went she found the Chevy Tilly   
   store. Here we go again.  I stayed on the benches outside with many other   
   mom's and dad's.  Some mothers would be in the store with there daughters   
   but adult men inside were pretty much frowned upon.  Watch out for the   
   pervert police.   
      
       I could hear Tammy talking with other girls her own age.  It was tough   
   talk like Chevy Tilly.  Tough, I'll-kick-your-butt,   
   I-can-act-and-dress-how-I-want talk just like from the super DVdroms.  I   
   waited over an hour.  When Carol showed up, I could tell from her face she   
   wasn't happy I let Tammy come here.  I shrugged and she went in to retrieve   
   our daughter.   
      
       Tammy was doing the tough walk from one of the 'Lessons' from a Chevy   
   Tilly show and didn't say a word when we went to eat.  Joey went on about   
   the new virtual game and I couldn't tell if it was a fighting game or a   
   shoot-em-up.  Carol talked about some of her friends for a while until she   
   started to talk about the dress of kids again.  I looked up and saw who she   
   was staring at.   
      
       In the mall walked a few young girls, barely budding out, wearing very   
   little.  One was just in tight hot pants and an oversized bra covering   
   loosely not yet formed breasts.  The other had on a thong bikini bottom   
   with a translucent wrap which barely passed the dress standards for the   
   mall.  I could see no top on her undeveloped chest but rather strategically   
   placed hair extensions which clipped to the top of the bottom wrap to keep   
   them over where her forming nipples should be.   
      
       I could see Carol getting worked up for more bitching and I started to   
   get everybody up to move on when I saw two mall security split up.  One   
   woman went towards the girls to talk while the man went towards a seated   
   man near us who was staring at the Chevy Tilly wanna-be's.  The man was   
   then escorted away for a background check while the girls were asked if he   
   had approached them at all.  The girls acted tough like he didn't even   
   exists but having a pre teen myself, I could see the excitement at having   
   gotten his attention.   
      
       Carol started with commentary on the man who just had been escorted off.   
   "Serves him right." She snapped.  "Probably came here to satisfy his sick   
   fantasies.  He should be castrated."   
      
       "Maybe he was just as surprised at the way they were dressed as we   
   were." I mentioned.   
      
       "Oh, pu-lease!  I single man here?  Where's his family.  Huh?  He   
   probably was going to masturbate in the bathroom."   
      
       Joey suddenly blushed at the word 'masturbate'.  Carol didn't see it but   
   I did.  I smiled inwardly.  All a apart of growing up I figured.   
      
       Tammy watched the girls walk off and I could tell she was trying to   
   decide if she was tough too.  She didn't really understand the thing with   
   the guy and the mall cops.   
      
       "Come on kids, lets go." Carol told us.  After the incident, we stuck   
   together at Carol's request.  The kids didn't like it but they stayed with   
   us.   
      
       Later, when we were walking close to the Chevy Tilly shop, Tammy started   
   to whine about needing a new PeeChee for school.  It had to be a Chevy   
   Tilly one, no bones about it.  She knew I wasn't really that concerned so   
   she worked on mom for ten minutes before Carol relented.   
      
       She sent me in to buy it for her though.  No way carol was going near   
   that shop.   
      
       "Buy the one with the most clothes on it." Carol commanded.   
      
       Great.  I had to go in with her.  I wasn't looking forward to the dirty   
      
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