CeasarBoobage
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It’s a known thing on the interwebs that when someone says “my friend…...” it usually means that person. This is not true in this case. It really is a guy I work with. I was helping him clean out a house he’d just bought to fix up as a rental income property, and he was close friends with the previous residents.
The family was a mom+dad, and an adult daughter (mid-20’s and cute as hell), and I’d met them a few times. The daughter had apparently put on a ton of weight in a short time due to a medical thing, and they moved out of state to be closer to the hospital that she was going to be half living at.
They were messy, so he rented a dump trailer to throw away 90% of their shit before shipping them the rest that looked salvageable. Lots of useless crap, all over the house. So gross.
But… I was going to ask him about what to do with a thing I found in the parent’s bedroom. I walked to the daughter’s bedroom and saw him take a double handful of stuff from the dresser, which looked like panties and bras, shove them in the front pocket of his hoodie/sweatshirt, then head out to his car.
I stayed out of sight, and I initially thought that… Well… This website came to mind. I’m both disturbed and intrigued. I said nothing, then thought of the hundred half-finished stories I have in my draft folder, and thought maybe someone here could use this as a plot bunny instead of me starting yet another one I won’t finish. It made me wonder what else he took that I didn’t see.
So many options. Let the debauchery begin…………
The family was a mom+dad, and an adult daughter (mid-20’s and cute as hell), and I’d met them a few times. The daughter had apparently put on a ton of weight in a short time due to a medical thing, and they moved out of state to be closer to the hospital that she was going to be half living at.
They were messy, so he rented a dump trailer to throw away 90% of their shit before shipping them the rest that looked salvageable. Lots of useless crap, all over the house. So gross.
But… I was going to ask him about what to do with a thing I found in the parent’s bedroom. I walked to the daughter’s bedroom and saw him take a double handful of stuff from the dresser, which looked like panties and bras, shove them in the front pocket of his hoodie/sweatshirt, then head out to his car.
I stayed out of sight, and I initially thought that… Well… This website came to mind. I’m both disturbed and intrigued. I said nothing, then thought of the hundred half-finished stories I have in my draft folder, and thought maybe someone here could use this as a plot bunny instead of me starting yet another one I won’t finish. It made me wonder what else he took that I didn’t see.
So many options. Let the debauchery begin…………