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Wednesday:
Pam 9:12am: ‘Give me your landlord’s contact details, hobo-trout.’
John 9:13am: *Landlord contact sent to Pam*
Pam 10:30am: ‘Nice man your landlord. We have a lot in common; mainly in agreeing what a total fucking gutter mallet you are! LOL!’
John 10:31am: ‘Can I ask what you talked to my landlord about, please, Pam?’
Pam 11:33am: ‘I told him you weren’t going to pay any rent from now on, or pay your bills and that he should evict you.’
John 11:35am: ‘Oh God! Why did you do that?’
Pam 12:06pm: ‘Cos you don’t deserve a flat, gutter snipe! And I want to frame your eviction notice so every time I look at it, I know it’s nearly impossible for you to ever rent again, even if we’re not in touch. Sucks to be you, huh?’
John 1:08pm: ‘Yes Goddess. It sucks to be me.’
Pam 2:07pm: ‘Sucks… LMAO! I’ve only ever given my husband a blowjob. How many men have you sucked off, knob slobber; 9 so far isn’t it? Hahaha. Did you get your ring busted as I commanded?’
John 2:15pm: ‘Yes Goddess. I took two cocks up my ass to earn the last £100 I owed you.’
Pam 3:34pm: ‘WTF!?!?!?! Where’s my bonus money, anal-whore?’
John 3:40pm: ‘I’m sorry, Pam. I got you what I owe you!’
Pam 5:20pm: ‘No! You fucking didn’t! I expected a bonus. Go earn me a bonus after work… And this time after you’ve been ass-fucked for a while, turn around and take the cock in your mouth shit-lips!’
John 5:25pm: ‘Pam, please! I’ve been on 8/8 shifts for days and then down to the public lavs to whore myself out for you. Please, I’m so exhausted, used and pathetic.’
Pam 6:20pm: ‘Yes; you are Ümraniye Fetiş Escort exhausted, used and pathetic; just how I want you to be! Are you whining again, you ungrateful bitch?’
John 6:25pm: ‘No, Pam, of course not. I’m sorry.’
Pam 7:01pm: ‘You fucking will be. I’m putting you on 8/8 shifts PERMANENTLY from now on; 12 hour work days 24/7 shit-head, just so I can have all the extra money as you slave to give me more, more and always more!’
John 7:10pm: ‘Yes, Goddess. I understand Goddess. Thank you for exhausting me, having me used and making me realise how pathetic I truly am.’
Pam 7:55pm: ‘LMAO! Fivemins ’till ass-fucking duties! LOL! Oh, and read the writing in the second cubicle when you get to the public lavs, and text me what it says faggot!’
John 8:10pm: ‘The writing on the cubicle is your mobile number followed by; ‘GIMP PIMP HAS GIMP READY TO ABUSE: TEXT TO AGREE A PRICE: NO LIMITS! LIVE OUT YOUR SICKEST FANTASIES ON IT!’
Pam 8:20pm: ‘Mhm. Nice little earner for me! I used my number so I’ll know if you try and dodge anything, gimple-wimple! Now go get ass-fucked. LOL!’
John 8:21pm: ‘Yes Goddess. Anything for you, Goddess.’
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Thursday:
John 9:01am: ‘Sorry to bother you Pam, but my landlord’s come round and been very threatening. He wants me to move out if I’m not paying rent, what should I do?’
Pam 10:00am: ‘LMAO! Move out; do your 8/8 and then just fuck off! And that’s another £500 for contacting me when I hadn’t invited you too. Better get back down those public toilets, you anal-server-you!’
John 10:02am: ‘Where too?’
Pam Ümraniye Gecelik Escort 1:34pm: ‘Okay, I’ve found you a suitable place (address attached). It’s in the shittiest sink estate I know. LOL! It’s utterly fucked inside, no utilities, no locks on the windows or doors, there’s blood sprayed on the ceiling from the heroin addicts who squatted there before you and one of them got stabbed in the neck while he lived there. When I heard that, I just knew it was the right place for you!’
John 1:38pm: ‘Yes, Goddess. Thank you, Goddess. What about my belongings?’
Pam 2:47pm: ‘You mean the things you’re selling to give me the cash! Your landlord’s kindly agreed to let them stay; some he’s buying at a discount rate and the rest he’s agreed to store for a 15% cut when they sell. So not a fucking problem, broke-boy! And he’s still going to issue the eviction notice to ruin your credit rating. LOL!’
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Thursday evening:
John 9:21pm: ‘Hi Pam, I’ve managed to find the flat. It’s disgusting! The whole place is filthy; people have used it as a toilet; it stinks of piss and shit, and there’s no lights so I can’t even begin to clean up. Plus, there’s not even a water supply, how am I supposed to manage, Goddess?’
Pam 10:20pm: ‘Life-coach Pam to the rescue, huh? Okay, well you just toddle down to the public toilets when you need to wash etc. If you time it right you can strip off and wash down without people being there, right? And don’t even think about cleaning the flat; I want you living in filth like the shit-bag you are!’
John 10:21pm: ‘Thank you Pam. I’ll try to live like that for you.’
Pam Ümraniye Genç Escort 10:44pm: ‘Do you have any possessions besides the clothes your wearing?’
John 10:45pm: ‘Only my toiletries, ID etc, Pam.’
Pam 11:01pm: ‘Drop them off at the office right fucking now! How dare you have possessions. If you don’t have ID you can’t do anything so give it to me, and toiletries are for people, not sub0-human shit like you!’
John 11:02pm: ‘Yes Pam, I’m walking down to the office now.’
Friday:
Pam 9:02am: ‘Okay, so I want to spend as little of your wages as possible on you, so here’s what I think is a fair monthly allowance:
Food: 0 (You can eat from bins.)
Toiletries: Soap: 0 (You can use soap you find in toilets like Mcdonalds): Toothpaste: 10p a month (you can buy a new tube every 4 months). Toothbrush: 0 (You can find something to do the job). Shampoo: 0 (see soap comment)
Clothes: 25p a month. (You can get a new item of clothes at the £1 charity shop every 4 months. You don’t need underwear or socks)
Total monthly allowance: 35p.
Let me know if you think I’ve missed anything, dick-wad!’
John 9:10am: ’35p a month! £4.20 a year!! Whilst you take the rest of my £13,500 a year plus overtime, have me working every day 8/8 and destroy my credit rating while maxing out £25,000 on my credit cards?’
Pam 11:22am: ‘You make that sound like a bad thing. Aren’t you such a pathetic creep-avert that the whole thing gives you a thrill and purpose you can’t find anywhere else, huh?’
John 11:35am: ‘Yes Goddess. Thank you so much Goddess. You are truly wonderful.’
Pam 2:00pm: ‘Fuck off, and earn my £500 for texting me down the public toilets after work! I want the whole lot by tomorrow morning!’
John 2:05pm: ‘Yes, Goddess. Thankyou for giving me a purpose in life. I adore you.’
Pam 2:10pm: ‘Just fuck off and sell your ass to make me MY money, shit-head!’
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