I got to sleep in a real bed last night. Almost forgot how that felt. The benefactor’s crazy bitch keeps letting herself into the room I am currently residing in. The only response she gives is that she is “doing a devils work”. I dont care whos work she is doing, im trying to sleep.
Her creepy mind slaves keep asking if there is anything they can do for me, so I joking gave her a response. Next thing I know, our clothing is in a pile on the floor. Hmmm, interesting.