*True Confessions*

[Batch]

Ah, one day I will be bald, old and battered up beyond repair.

gee
and how is this different from now?
nothing but love...

 

[naded]

It's not working?

 

[sortacurious]

Ah, one day I will be bald, old and battered up beyond repair.

pffft!

Whatever!

 

[naded]

Ooooooh, Batch is getting fiesty....I like it

 

[Lady_Sam]

Having one of those days. Seem to be pissing everyone off and not quite sure why. What'd they put in the water?

 

[1fiestyredhead]

It's not working?

*sigh* maybe just a little bit....

 

[naded]

Cheap beer Lady_Sam, always does it for me.

 

[Batch]

end of day confessional

i need to go back to working on work for work...
tomorrow is Friday and then there is two days without this stress...
do a good job
do a good job
the tires on the front of my car feel weird lately when I am dring up to work...mushy like....pressure is okay...they just don't feel right.....

just wanted to have it be quiet


enjoy the brief period of timeI have driving to work...
enjoying the clear fine days we have...

got to go....

 

[Batch]

Ooooooh, Batch is getting fiesty....I like it

i could just
bite you
right now

hard and on various places...

and in a multitude of ways
growl...

 

[1fiestyredhead]

Ooooooh, Batch is getting fiesty....I like it

Hello?? How did I miss that?

Ohhhh, you meant fiesty the attitude.....gotcha...

 

[naded]

Promises promises promises Batch

 

[redelicious]

Heh heh, now now ladies, no fighting. I'll share.

Sneaking in-

All at once or do we take turns?

Running back out-

 

[naded]

Wait a second, new math problem:

Fiesty + Batch X Naded = A really good fucking time



Ok, problem solved

 

[Batch]

Promises promises promises Batch

bite
where?
bite your foot
bite your ear
bite your shoulder
bite your thigh
nibble your knee
bite your nose
nibble you toes
bite your....neck
nibble your...belly
bite your calf
slow lick

 

[naded]

All at once....wait, shit...new math problem


Fiesty + Batch / Red X Naded = A smoking sleep over



Ok, problem solved.

 

[naded]

Wait, not the knee Batch, just got it fixed

 

[1fiestyredhead]

Wait a second, new math problem:

Fiesty + Batch X Naded = A really good fucking time



Ok, problem solved

hmmm....very interesting math there naded.....
you're weakening my resolve...

 

[sortacurious]

evening confessions/needing to vent

* Is really really pissed off~
My friend is very sick, and is afraid she may die. Her husband wants to adapt her boys in case something happens. We found out that her ex did something to her oldest when they were still together. My god-son, my sweet little baby, I watched him come into this world, I drove his poor colic butt all over the county when he couldn't sleep from the pain because that was the only thing that would calm him at all hours. We used to sing "Bad Boys" together when he was a toddler. And ths sick FUCKER touch him. Almost three years later this child is still too terrified to say what happened.

This POS has the nerve to show up at my house, and ask about his son. He asks if my friend is dying and that there is no way in hell he will let her husband adopt their other boy.

He doesn't know that we know what he's done. I've been made to promise I won't do anything. My hands are frustratingly tied. I want to torture and hurt this man so bad. He hurt my sweet-one, and he gets to walk into my house!



ok, venting is making me more angry.

 

[Batch]

Wait, not the knee Batch, just got it fixed

the other knee
silly

 

[naded]

Hands Sortacurious one of his unregistered rifles, you want the first shot or can I?

 

[1fiestyredhead]

evening confessions/needing to vent

* Is really really pissed off~
My friend is very sick, and is afraid she may die. Her husband wants to adapt her boys in case something happens. We found out that her ex did something to her oldest when they were still together. My god-son, my sweet little baby, I watched him come into this world, I drove his poor colic butt all over the county when he couldn't sleep from the pain because that was the only thing that would calm him at all hours. We used to sing "Bad Boys" together when he was a toddler. And ths sick FUCKER touch him. Almost three years later this child is still too terrified to say what happened.

This POS has the nerve to show up at my house, and ask about his son. He asks if my friend is dying and that there is no way in hell he will let her husband adopt their other boy.

He doesn't know that we know what he's done. I've been made to promise I won't do anything. My hands are frustratingly tied. I want to torture and hurt this man so bad. He hurt my sweet-one, and he gets to walk into my house!



ok, venting is making me more angry.

Hits too close to home.....i say torture him......

 

[Batch]

torture always a personal favorite of mine
stake him out over an ant hill and I have forty pounds of honey
or cut his fucking dick off and chop it up before his eyes...and force feed it to him

 

[Batch]

Hands Sortacurious one of his unregistered rifles, you want the first shot or can I?

I wouldn't waste the bullet...he would die too quickly...

you gotta make it last...child sexual abuse.lasts a long fucking time......your whole life in fact

 

[sortacurious]

Thanks you guys!!!
The only thing that's helping is some twisted thoughts of what I'm going to do to him someday. I made a promise to myself a long time ago, that I would not see this happen without seeing it through. Knowing he's around other children, kills me.

 

[1fiestyredhead]

I wouldn't waste the bullet...he would die too quickly...

you gotta make it last...child sexual abuse.lasts a long fucking time......your whole life in fact

I agree... and it leaves scars....really ugly scars... my heart breaks for that little boy.