Sept 13: Roy Jr. & Roy Sr.

Roy Jr.
But why?

Roy Sr.
Why? Because no man ever got tired of looking at porn.

Roy Jr.
But all these girls, I mean, do they ever want to move on?

Roy Sr.
Move on to what? Most of these girls came from nothing. Probably had dads that told ’em they were ugly or smacked ’em around. Now they get paid for being pretty and playing in lonely men’s fantasies.

Roy Jr.
But they can leave whenever they want?

Roy Sr.
Sure can. But most of ’em end up back here, isn’t that right, Jessie?

Jessie
Yep.

Roy Jr.
Why do you keep it all so secret?

Roy Sr.
What do you mean? I don’t keep it a secret.

Jessie
He doesn’t keep it a secret, Roy.

Roy Jr.
But you never let me back here until a year ago.

Jessie
Uh, yeah. Because you were still a kid.

Roy Jr.
Does Maria know about all this? Why are you laughing?

Roy Sr.
Of course she knows about this.

Jessie
She certainly knows about the money end.

Roy Sr.
Pipe down, Jessie. And yes, she does.

Roy Jr.
What does she think about it?

Roy Sr.
What does she think about what?

Roy Jr.
What? Really? That you have two pole barns full of naked women.

Roy Sr.
I doubt she worries about it. Not like I’m sleeping around with any of them.

Jessie
Not now.

Roy Sr.
Shut up, Jessie.

Roy Jr.
What does she mean, ‘not now’?

Roy Sr.
She means nothing by it, and I think Jessie needs to go check if the servers need updates.

Jessie
I just did that last night.

Roy Sr.
Well, check ’em again.

Jessie
Whatever.

Roy Jr.
So what did Jessie mean by that?

Roy Sr.
Something a while back while your mom and I were fighting.

Roy Jr.
What? You messed around with someone? I think I saw her.

Roy Sr.
I doubt it.

Roy Jr.
No, when you drive by the house, sometimes I see this red-haired girl in the pick-up.

Roy Sr.
We’ve got like five redheads here.

Roy Jr.
Ok, but it was always the same redhead.

Roy Sr.
Anyway, the girl I fooled around with didn’t have red hair. And it’s really none of your business.

Roy Jr.
And Mom was cool with that? I guess she sort of had to be. I mean, you run a backwoods brothel.

Roy Sr.
–Not a brothel, boy. It’s all online. No one pays to touch these girls.

Roy Jr.
Then why do I see guys driving back here all the time?

Roy Sr.
What do you mean by ‘all the time’? And what guys? You’re probably seeing Jim and Craig coming back here to deliver food, q-tips, tampons. They fix whatever needs fixing or to mow the grass.

Roy Jr.
I see a bunch of different guys though.

Roy Sr.
I think–hey, Jean, take this with you–but Roy, I think we’ve talked about this enough. Besides, I gotta bring one of the girls into town.

Roy Jr.
Do they ever ask?

Roy Sr.
Does whoever ask?

Roy Jr.
The doctors or whoever you take the girls to.

Roy Sr.
Do they ask what? If it hurts here, or if it burns when they pee, or–how the hell should I know. I’m not in the room with them.

Roy Jr.
C’mon. They never ask why you keep showing up with a new girl?

Roy Sr.
Why would they? Could be my girlfriend for all they know. Here, grab your backpack and I’ll give you a ride back up to the house.

Roy Jr.
Why can’t I stay here?

Roy Sr.
Because there’s nothing back here for you.

Roy Jr.
Well, can I go into town with you?

Roy Sr.
Nope.

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