I grew up poor, housing assistance, food stamps, four to a room. I witnessed masturbation, i****t, violation. I went hungry and was sick most of the time. I ran away and got picked up a couple of days later by a doctor and his wife. They applied and became my foster parents, I went to nice school with rich kids, I had my own bedroom, my own bathroom, got well, my teeth were fixed, I went to college.

What I like is watching people have sex, I get very hot if she is abused, I don't like guys, but I like getting fucked. My roommate is my girlfriend and we slap our boobs and spank each other with an old school paddle we bought in Atlanta. My foster parents are desperate for me to get married. I have a job in corporate insurance, my girlfriend works with me and we troll for guys and throw them out after they get their job done. We are not public with our relationship, we have a reputation of treating guys like shit.

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by Anonymous

Is it a grand source of pride for you to mistreat others, or does it just make you feel good?

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Anonymous

by Anonymous

I suspect you look like a big fat Manley lesbian who constantly eats fried chicken and donuts, washed down with copious amounts of full fat Mountain Dew. Just a thought.

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