*Note to readers: Rainier School is a habilitation center for individuals with developmental disabilities located within the city limits of Buckley, Washington. It serves those whose mental disabilities are so severe they can't live at home. ***** "I told you before the answer is no, Jill." "I don't understand. You're the reason I no longer believe in my...
It was a good job Roger had eaten well at the Dorchester, the dinner he had come to expect in the evening, was nowhere to be found. "No dinner," he asked, "have you all been lazing around?" Four fierce glares told him that he should have been more circumspect. Always quick to adjust, Roger smiled and said. "What would you like me to make for you lovely la...
The normal disclaimers apply, anyone engaged in sexual activity is above 18 years of age. *** I don't like stories that begin with the words *this is a true story* because they generally aren't. Since I believe honesty is important I will state this story is semi-true, I say semi because of course I was not privy to their sex life, Dave talked about diffe...
"Why would you die for someone's sins? Your sins are the only thing interesting about you, you dreary, bleak motherfuckers. Your sins are what make you fantastic; what keeps us great, and exciting and fun. It's what makes you alive. You should wear your sins on your sleeve, and try to top them on a daily basis." ― Doug Stanhope Steaming girl cum air-dried...
I stepped out of my car and found myself confronted with a chilly breeze. It made the hairs stationed just above my intergluteal cleft stand at attention. The airport was dwarfed by the Hilton which stood, impaling Alice International Airport. "What kinda retarded Engineer dreamt up this place?" I asked myself aloud. Brushing it off I made my way into the...
Valentine's Day this year is going to be somewhat stranger than usual for me. Trigger Warning in advance, you're probably not going to like this story, but for what it's worth, it's true— which guarantees people are going to get offended even worse. I expect low ratings and butt-hurt in the comments. Should be fun. It would just prove my points even more fo...
How to Be the Perfect Wife A Man’s Perspective I am going to give you ladies a few pointers on how to be the perfect wife. I know I will probably get a bunch of hate mail but some things you just have to let slide. Remember women we are men, Neanderthals to the core. We aren’t perfect like you, we are men and we are going to act like men most of the time....
Elisha rode the bus towards home, trying to peer through the glass at the dark world outside; instead she saw only the reflection of what was in her proximity - her face, the face of the guy that sat next to her, along with all the other nameless strangers. That guy had been causing her problems for at least twenty minutes. First he was standing with his ph...
The story so far: Jim, ugly creep who is constantly rejected by women, is on holiday and gets facelift by strange doctor. Wakes up to find in addition to new face, every woman wants to fuck him. Instead of using power to fuck lots of women, he gets into long-term relationship with hotel receptionist resembling Cameron Diaz (or potentially Gwyneth Paltrow),...
She started removing the towel again when I farted. Honestly, I tried to hold it in but it just ripped loose and it was a loud, smelly one. Man, somehow that foul stench worked its way through my monitor, through her monitor, and into her room. I swear to God that is the last time that I am thinking outside of the bun and the last time that I buy a burrito a...