One day, when I was a gawky fumbling young man of 15, I was riding in the backseat of a car with my good friend Jeff and other of his friends. Sadly I don't remember who it was, so I shall name him Leo...because I can dammit!
Leo's mom and dad picked us up at HersheyPark after a long day of burping, farting, rollercoasters, and staring at girls. I was physically tired, but I was mental electric, and "Walk on the Wild Side" came on the radio. Leo's dad turned the song up a little bit and looked at his wife sideways for a second. There was something between them and this song. I looked over at my friends. Jeff and Leo were talking, so I sat in silence, and listened to the song. And I heard it. The line: "She never lost her head, even when she was giving head".
Explicit visions danced in my head. My body suddenly ached. Was I the only one who heard that? When did that line sneak into the song? Was it always there?
My hand involuntarily whipped out and smacked Jeff across the chest, but he didn't pay any attention to me. He kept talking to Leo. I looked forward for a second and saw Leo's mom in the vanity mirror of her sun visor. She was suddenly prettier, and for a second, she and I looked at each other. A subtle smile darted across her face and vanished.
She knew I'd heard the line, and that I'd understood it. More importantly, she let me know she'd heard the line, and that she understood it. REALLY UNDERSTOOD IT And she wasn't freaked out by the notion. In my head she was going to go home that night and do it to her husband. Husbands and wives did that!
And as if to confirm it, she reached over and grabbed her husband's hand.
I don't remember the rest of the car ride home. Instead I basked in the glow of my new knowledge.
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