Frat Boy Fun ~ BJ Cuffs
A local fraternity house has hired my cleaning service.
Late-night parties will turn that otherwise beautiful mansion into a pigsty, and these guys have no intentions of cleaning up after themselves.
Typical rich frat boys, expecting women to clean up after them while they play beer pong in the middle of the day.
In their eyes, we exist solely for one of two reasons: sex or to be their mother without shaming them for their actions.
But cashing in on their mess is only one of the reasons I accepted this gig.
I can’t wait to hear about how they use women for pleasure, only to dispose of them like yesterday’s trash.
Once they meet Elvis, the most realistic toy I own, the tables will be turned.