I work in an large office and my boss (who is good looking,early 40's, divorced) used basically a casting couch (interview, get to know the girls through chat/phone , invite them over to his house and have them fuck him for the job) most were just out of college desperate for a good job that they would do it without saying anything...eventually one did say something and he got moved to another area with mostly men. Have you heard or done any of these practices in hiring?

I confess I responded to a craigslist ad from a 20 y/o girl looking for a manager at an upscale hotel to trade sex for a job. I told her I had a job lined up and I'm working out a time for us to meet to discuss it and receive her end of the bargain. What she doesn't know is I'm not actually a manager of anything and I really don't have a job to give her.

I'm planning on printing some material off the web with a hotel's letterhead and talking her into believing I'm really the manager when we meet. At the meeting(im trying to have it at her place) I'll tell her to show up at the hotel at a certain date and time to have an interview that doesn't actually exist. Once she trusts me I'm going to have some fun with her. She has stressed she's willing to do anything so I plan on testing if she really means that. After that I plan on disappearing and not responding to her again.

Do you guys have any ideas to help me with this? Also is this type of trickery illegal? Ive tried to research it. I've seen people go to jail for tricking women into sex but in each instance the woman was either threatened or tricked by a medical professional. I wish I could talk to my friends about this but I cant so hopefully you guys can help me out. Yes this is real and yes I do have pics, nothing graphic, she refused to send me anything like that. But no I won't post them until after I've seen her. Right now I'm communicating with her anonymously through a made up email. Tentatively the meeting is scheduled for Sunday or early next week. I'm just waiting for her response. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

Wonder if anyone can help, looking for an old sex story that was on xnxx stories long time ago.

Starts of with a women going for a job interview, is shown a hardcore bdsm video from the company. She is then raped and filmed. Made to say shes a slut and he can fuck her anyway he wants to. He then tries her up against the window with a sign inviting everyone to fuck her. Returns hours later and shes been fucked repeatedly in every hole. Gives her a skimpy outfit to take bus home . Next chapter he blackmailed her with the film strip making her strip on stage and fuck the strip club bouncer etc.

Called something like kirstie/Katie/kacy story..

Appreciate it if anyone knows of it or has a copy?/where to find it?

I confess the thought of my girlfriend with other men turns me on, or when i post photos of her online and people say all the dirty things they would do to her!

The other day she had an interview for a job and when she came home and we had sex her pussy was already gaping, which turned me on wondering if she'd fucked the person interviewing her! Before she met me she told me she used to masterbate on webcam sites as it turned her on knowing all these men wanted her!

I'll post some pics of her! I wonder if she's actually ever fucked someone behind my back! As when we fuck I can only usually last for a max of 4 mins before I cum!

I am looking for a video where a girl is interviewing for a job in a lesbian club, one girl and two mature ladies.

This Bubble butt is interviewing for a job with me in the very near future. Thumbing through her Instagram photos and I can’t wait to find out how badly she wants the job!

I have a mind fuck of a confession. I've been coming to this site for over a year, which seemed like a place to explore my sexual side at first. That eventually turned into opening up and sharing my interests and creative sides with others. Maybe I was looking for something that might or might not be there, I don't know.

Maybe I was looking for human contact in a way that I could not find with the rest of the interaction and other relationships in my life. I formed a few friendships that I found more fulfilling than some of my in-person friends.

Over the course of the past year, my life went through a rise and fall, culminating in a grand-scale depression that caused me to lose my job and push my family away. When bad things happen to me, they stack up and hit me simultaneously or in succession. And this year seemed to continue on a nasty down-slide that made we start to question myself on so many levels - self-worth being one of those things.

Things seem to be starting to change. I'm getting interviews, and I met someone who has changed my outlook on life. She has become such an integral part of my life in so short a time it's scary, and it freaks me out so much. I have not known her that long but I have told her some things that I never told any of my friends or family. I've opened up to her in a way that I have not opened up to anybody else in my life, ever.

In the last several years, I've become a person who does not feel comfortable letting people get too close. I hang around my best friends for a while before pulling back. I spend time with my family for some time before retreating and letting the momentum die. As for relationships, forget about it. After my first girlfriend, who put a wall up around herself and threw me out of her heart, I turned around and did that to the next girl. The girl after her, as brief as that one was, severed those remaining heart strings of mine, leaving me unable to fall for anyone in spite of attempts. My thirst had dried up, and my emotions were declared dead. In fact, throughout 2011, my emotions were further ground up as my depression amplified. The rest of my life fell apart, and I started to wonder if it was all worth it. I looked for answers and ran out of questions while none of the others were answered. I started to wonder if 2012 was my final year.

But lately, I feel like I have been slowly coming back to life. Job interviews, reconnecting with emotions, and finding this person becoming so much a part of me that it is scary and wonderful at once. Part of me wonders if I could actually fall in love with this girl, even though I am afraid to pursue the matter in my mind. Part of me is saying to be careful, while the rest of me wants to get to know her even more.

Another snag is, she lives nowhere near me, which really, really sucks because I could fall in love with her so easily if I let myself. And if there weren't two states between us, among other complications... my heart can only wonder.

Maybe it's a strong infatuation, maybe it is a prelude to something deeper and more significant, I cannot say at this point. All I really know is, I like where things are going, even if it scares me. In spite of being scared, I haven't felt like this in a long, long time. In fact, I have never opened up to a person like this in years.

Lost, confused, excited, enamoured, whatever it is I am feeling right now, I just had to share it with somebody.

My GF just got a job at a hotel. After her interview,she overheard her manager saying that she is a nice piece of ass. What would you do if you were her manager?

Do you think this is job interview appropriate?

I work for a cooperation that owns 2 fast food franchises with 14 locations, 3 department stores, and a handful of other businesses. I work for the HR department, my job is to conduct interviews and reviews. I hire, fire, and promote. I'm not the only one, but the others hate doing it and I don't.

I currently have a have 6 girls that sleep with me on a regular basis. The one is just horrible at her job, the only reason she still has one is because she is dynamite in the sack. Another is the manager of one of the smaller stores and she's robbing it blind. I'm the only one who's ever noticed.

Job interviewer:
So, do you have any special skills?
....
You're hired!

Just had the weirdest job interview for a designer position.
There were three people interviewing me at once. The manager was an old guy, the tech lead was a guy in his 30s who looked really gay and the design lead who was a really nice looking dark skinned woman with a slight accent. I don't know why the tech lead was there because I don't have anything to do with the technical side.

The tech lead just sat there during the first half of the interview saying nothing. He told the manager he wanted to talk outside of the interview room and both of them left. While they were gone the design lead and I were talking about color palettes, brand identity, and standards for a few minutes then she switched gears and wanted to know more about my personal life since occasionally I would be on call at night. I said that wouldn't be a problem since I always kept my cell phone on and I was single at the moment.

She started asking me what types of things I like to do after work, what my outside interests were, we started talking about favorite foods...it felt more like the conversations you have on a first date than in a job interview.

The manager came back in apologizing that the tech guy realized he wasn't needed in the interview and he finished the interview with more team related questions.

The design lead walked me down to the lobby and as I thanked her for the interview she wrote a number on the back of her business card and handed it over to me saying they they are going to make a decision quickly and if I don't hear anything by the end of the day to call her cell and perhaps we could chat more.

Am I missing something or is she trying to pick me up? I'm going to call her later this afternoon and if she wants to talk more I'm going to suggest that we could meet for drinks near her workplace. Do you think this is a bad move?

Thanks!

Looking for a room rental on a 2 month basis from April 17 until end of May in downtown Houston, Tx for a decent to generous pricing. In town for a contract job until then, and then the rest of life is to be figured. I need an accommodation, so I might as well hope for ideal roommates and the ideal (Okay, ideal roommates would be a private temporary sublease, but you know, one ought not dream for too much.) I am interested in couples who are trying to have a baby, but so far have not succeeded. Let me just say it is the biological act of reproduction that interests me- I want to see if I can help you two make a baby together- either that or confirm that eunuchs of scripture are a confirmation of nature. The latter I do not believe is natural, so this is a scientific test.

Just to make it clear, I do not want to breed your wife. I feel that is your responsibility in life. Learning is my thing in life, and this is something I want to learn about without engaging in practicum myself. I do not know how else it can be done, accept with willing volunteers that desire the same outcome. Obviously, you would like to know what credentials are being offered: - I do dare to claim I am responsible for at least one child between a couple being born, maybe influenced a few more other couples as well. You may ask me about them. - I know I have turned women as well as men, to a point where I believe- fertility doctor’s opinion be damned- they would breed if they were fucked at that moment in time. Again, ask for specific details if interested. - I suppose personality-wise I like things done competently. I suppose that puts me on the dominant side of the spectrum.

Obviously finding the ideal candidate in the ideal location is probably not going to go so well. But if you are from anywhere in the world, and can offer to stay downtown for a couple months, I will be quite convinced you have your finances together to raise a child. Unfortunately, my job requires mandatory office-time, so moving else-where is not an option. (Unless a better job opportunity is offered, then it will be considered.) Obviously, if I am here, it should be obvious that I (and yourselves) should expect anyone responding to be open-minded in life.

If you are in downtown Houston and looking for a roommate, then do not fit the above criteria- feel free to reach out- ideals are not realized in life. Open to sharing a single bedroom- dormitory style- for budgeting purposes. Wish me luck in finding something, this is a last moment effort.

Need to "interview" and have a showing asap.

Wishing your dreams are realized as well- Cheers!

Taking full advantage of this whore since I hired her last week. To be honest her CV was mediocre at best but I gave her a call anyway. Thank god I did as well. So on Friday she came in for an interview and from the first second she was using her sex appeal as a tactic,  But by the end I told her she unfortunately wasn't the right candidate for the job. She didn't stop there though, She started to flirt even more before slowly taking off my belt and pulling down my pants and giving me a full on blow job. Instead of resisting I done the complete opposite. I was all in. It felt dangerous and the fact there were other candidates outside the room made everything more exciting. It was the risk of getting caught that turned me on even more. It only took me about 3 to 4 minutes before I shot a load in her dirty mouth. I might even promote her to my assistant if she keeps it up. 

Danyel is our new college intern for the summer, and this is how she dressed for her interview. What should we tell her the dress code is, and what "job" should we give her on day 1?

30/M. I confess that the following are lies on my Facebook account that I posted for people who I went to high school with:

I said that I have both my BA and MA from a prestigious university. I even posted a picture of my car with a plate cover from the university.
TRUTH: I cheated my way out of a state college. The car was someone else's car that was parked on the street.

I said that I have a pretty nifty job where I make close to six-figures.
TRUTH: I work two part-time, dead-end jobs and I didn't even make 30K.

I said that I live in this nice ritzy beach city.
TRUTH: I still live at home with my mom.

I said that I'm in a relationship/engaged to my girlfriend of three years.
TRUTH: I'm still a virgin and almost have no interest in girls.

I said that my family is the most important thing to me.
TRUTH: I haven't spoken to any of my siblings in years.

I posted a picture of myself in a suit and implied that it's my usual work attire.
TRUTH: The picture was me in a dressing at Banana Republic trying on clothes for an upcoming job interview. I couldn't afford the suit. I also didn't get the job.

I said that I traveled all over and my favorite place was Turtle Islands.
TRUTH: I've never even been on a plane.

I said that I love going to the movie and listed some of my favorite restaurants.
TRUTH: I haven't been to a movie theater in ten years and if I do watch movies, it's from those websites that post poor-quality bootleg versions. The only restaurant that I go to is Subway.

Hello i would like my fellow motherless peeps to prank call this number, his name is cole culver and he's is a douchebag...We tried to help this guy out by letting him stay with us while he tried to get a job..But he ended up eating all our food and stealing shit from us.. sO kicked him out and he moved back to mommy in portland.. So if you guys can help me out by fucking with this guys cell phone like calling ask him if his pussy is laughing?? at all hours of nite.. Calling setting up fake job interviews in portland.. you can usally block your number on a cell phone by hitting *67 before you dial..but he's a pussy so no worries...so again fuck with this guys cell phone please!! thank you

I confess if i ever won the lottery that i would quit my job and start up an adult video/photography website. I would post adverts at local colleges and around town. I would conduct interviews with females over the age of 18 and pay well. I would weed out the fatties and ugly women and only choose the best looking.

If the women are shy i would say the videos are only for private use and won't be shared publicly When it comes time to the video shoot, i would shoot in the POV style and having a model strip nude while asking questions of their past sexual experiences. Then i'd have them suck on my cock as i finger fuck them, getting them wet and begging to have my cock in them.

Women that i fantasize about from work, i would hire someone from the adult or modelling business and have them "discover" the women randomly and offer them large sums of money. When it came down to shooting the vid i would either have the women wear a blindfold or have a gloryhole type scene with me on the other end. I'm not ugly by any stretch of the imagination but can't get these women since some are married or dating, besides hooking up with co-workers at my work is a pain in the ass.

This kind of fantasy is the ONLY reason i'll buy one lottery ticket when the jackpot is huge. Just a fantasy of mine that i had to get down in writing.

So maybe I'm just slow but it seems once you put a photo on the internet, it's pretty much there forever. My friends GF recently found this out the hard-way when applying for a job and the people interviewing her looked her up on Facebook then did a image search and found some revealing pics of her that her ex BF loaded to a Hot or not web site.

She was told she was not hired due to "improper public image"

Needless to say she's pissed beyond imagination, and is attempting to get them removed.

Due to shit like this, I for one will not be loading any more images where the face of the person is clearly seen. You don't want to believe a story because you can't see the girls full face. Then good for you detective fuck-wad.

Think twice before you post a pic of someone you know.

Im married and about 9 months ago I had a bisexual experience with a guy I met at a hotel. I had never been with a man before then or since. He was a 30ish black man very handsome and physically fit. He had the biggest cock I had ever seen. Well 3 weeks ago I applied for a job working at a different hotel as a maintenance man. I interviewed for the job by one of the managers and I got the job. My first night on the job I met one of the other managers. My boss. Much to my shock it was the same guy I met up with 9 months earlier. Neither of us said anything to one another so I felt relieved that maybe he didnt remember me. I went along with my work. The 3rd day I was working in a room when my boss came in and asked how I was doing? I said great and he said I was doing a great job. He sut the door and walked over to me. I was kneeling on the floor tacking down some cable when he stood next to me. I was getting nervous. He then unzipped his pants and took out his 9" cock! He said remember this? My heart sunk. He does remember me.. Go on he says suck it. It wont bite you. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in my mouth. I coukd feel it getting harder. He held my head and slowly fucked my mouth. I could taste his precum and he was getting harder. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth and tolb me to get on the bed. I quickly got up. He told me to take my pants off and I did. He then pushed me back on the bed and raised my legs up and pushed his cick into my tight hole. I groaned with pain as he entered me. Shut up he said. And I put my hand over my mouth as he fucked me. I thought it would never end and finally he pushed in and grunted as he emptied his cum into my ass. He pulled out and he got dressed and he left. I got cleaned up and continued my work. Later that day he calls me into his office. He said he hoped I didnt mind what happened. I thiught long about my answer and knew I needed the job. I told him I was ok. He said I know you're married and this will stay between us. He then told me to take my pants off and bend over. I did this and he fucked me a 2nd time. When he was done he said. That was hot I hope you enjoyed it. I said yes and left. As I was driving home i get a text from my boss. It said I hope you liked it. I got more for you later. He attached a photo he obviously took when he fucked me the 2nd time.

I confess that I have a part-time employee who works his ass off for $13 an hour. His job is a dead-end job and the other part-time staff makes $22 an hour. I never thank him for his hard work. In fact, I've never even gotten him an Xmas card though I have for other staff. I like treating him like shit because he takes it and I don't want him to leave. I know I won't find someone who'll put in the fraction of effort that he does.
He had asked me if he would have a shot at this full-time position. I lied to him and said he would. I don't know how he did it, but he managed to get to the interview part for the job but the choice was still mine. I decided to hire someone else over him. He's now pissed at me and I think it's funny.

So two weeks ago we hired a woman to become our Office Slut. It actually says that on her business cards we ordered. (I tried taking a photo for proof but I can't seem to get that in the photo without all the other details of where our office is located..., I did try.) The card maker was so confused he actually CALLED our office to make sure we wanted Office Slut under her name as a title. We did. We had been interviewing for MONTHS for someone to become our Admin Assistant. Mark interviewed her first and during the interview she wore this VERY short skirt, no panties, and a low cut top where her breasts were practically falling out - we're talking CLUB outfit. The other women in the lobby that were interviewing were giving her nasty looks. She and Mark only talked but it was clear she was looking for other options... then John interviewed her and she SUCKED HIM OFF during the interview. We saw her doing it in the ALL GLASS CONFERENCE ROOM. Later I asked him what happened and he said the interview went fine and then he told her that she would be contacted and we'd let her know what our decision was later in the week... but she just stood up and undid his belt and sucked him, just like that. She said she REALLY needed a job.

So... we hired her out of 50 other women and 10 men who had applied for the job.

She spends most of her days under our desks, fucking on the conference room table, and makes DAMN good coffee when she's not sucking one of us off. She's about 5'8, 130lbs, and has a really nice ass. We've bought her outfits for her to wear but we have to ask her to dress professionally when clients actually visit our office and no funny business when they are around.

It's an office downtown, can't say where, but there are about eleven of us who deal primarily in import/export.

I LOVE working here and it's the BEST job I've ever had.

anyone know where to find some more of these massage job videos http://www.youporn.com/watch/8188636/dick-flash-during-massage-job-interview/

this stated out as a response to another post, I felt that it deserved its own thread, so here goes.

wrked my way through college as a retail security detective, not the uniform losers that walk around the main mall, the ones that r hired by the main retailers to work in the store. Basically 3 guys sitting in a room looking at 100's of cameras. You can go only so long b4 you stop watching the merch and start watching the jb and milfs. WE'd catch pervy dudes all the time doing shit like that. flasher/jakers , upskirt shooters with shoe cams and that kinda shit. This was the early says of interwebs and some of its true potential was being seen. It was found on a messege board that mens room was a regular metting area for guys on the DL to get freaky with each other. It was a real phun job for awhile, and little did they know that people behind the camera were bigger pervs than the ones we were looking for. we had a great team 5 pretty major pervs a boss who really did not understand the technology too well and a cool female was not onto our perveyness but was determined to do her job. so when s group of JBs would be pulled in for shoplifting and all we knew they had was not recovered it was off to interview/ holding room for a strip search. For our saftey this room was under obvious video surveillance. Off would go the cool female detective and strip them down 1 by 1, and of course we made a show of how the monitor of that camera would be turned of and how all main monitors recorders were off and how we would standing outside the camera room while the search occured. little did super detective know that it was very easy to divert siginal from that camera to another rarely used recorder. IT was awesome, especially when they stole bras and panties(more so back then, b4 moms were willing let their daughters slut it up so the only way to get it was to steal it). I would always fantasize that the female detective would get them naked and then force them to perform sex acts on her. She was so demanding of them it was like watching the first few minutes of a femmsub/femdom porn movie. so fucking hot, 10 years later and it stills rolls into the spank bank once in a while.
PS
that camera in that interview/holding room was a rig job becasue the company did want to shell out for industry standard types. So we got a nice mid-range home movie camera from the returns pile and used that, the great thing about that was it meant we would have audio too. just ran some speaker wire to the camera room and slapped some RCA ends on it and hook it up to the recorder and its all good. When the "I'll do anything not get in trouble" line comes out you almost get an instant hard on. I wish that i could say that audio hook up was some master stroke of genus, but really this room was on the edge of the outside wall of the store, and if you put a radio in there you could pump the audio back into the other room which was too far to get any reception. So my obsessive need to hear Howard Stern every morning led me to have some great visual and auditory voyeuristic experiences while i was in my mid 20's.
Man i wish i could have fucked one of those little sluts, but it was too hard, if you were even caught alone in a room 1 male and 1 female suspect just for a few minutes you could loose your job. So if it were 2 guys working and you caught a female you would have grab one of the female managers of the floor as you were escorting the suspect back to the "room". in some cases it would be ok if you looked the girl in the room alone as long as you did not go inside until a female showed up. The closest i ever came was one time when it was us 2 dudes and we grabed this smoking hot little punky emo type, she was in the room with the door open and were waithing for a female and new it was going to take a little while because the store was busy. The girl starts crying and "says I'll do ANYTHING if you make this go away" my partner and I looked at each in a little bit of shock, and then his look seemed to give the impression "if you can get it done in 5min go for it" not only was he my partner for the day but he was also my boss, the manager for the department. IT never came to it because no to long after the looks the female manager showed up. This one was real classic for another reason, we decide not to call the police and just had her over to her mother, becasue of her age we generally give them a free pass, as long as the parents are reachable and can arrive in a reasonable amount of time that is what we would do. So the mother shows up all piss and vinegar, then all the sudden the girl goes into seizure like state. I perform first aide and all is well, but the mother is just so glad that she was ok that she had forgotten all the reasons she was here and no longer mad at the daughter. I knew she was faking i, so glad that i did not stick my dick in it who knows what kinda phyco drama she could come up with after that. But in the end I did get a chance to feel her amazing perky OLD tits while I was checking vitals.

A woman has a close male friend. This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around her so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.

Wanna here summat funny !
Just finished a telephone interview with a female sales director and when she asked me where i heard about the job i blurted out "motherless" when i meant to say "monster." lmfao
How do you think i'll do ?

I'm a bit confused/heartbroken by my wife's actions. She works long hours (at least I thought she was working long hours). She was taking a shower last night and her phone kept getting texts, so I decided to look and see wtf was going on.
It was her boss.
"Tomorrow, drinks, and then my place for a good old xxx night cap, babe?" With a selfie of her boss showing her tits.
While her boss is sexy as fucking hell (pictured), my heart sunk. It felt like time stopped and I just froze, looking at the messages. I scrolled back and most of the texts were very sexual in nature - complementing each other on how good their pussies taste, how hard they make each other cum. At one point her boss knocked me, "just make sure the dummy doesn't find my panties or anything - especially my bra since you've got bigger breasts, he'll know."
To my surprise my wife defended me, "He's a nice guy, I love him, please don't do that - don't attack him, he's my husband."
Which was confusing to me. I kept scrolling, message after message - they'd stay in the same hotel room on business trips... seems my wife has been fucking her since she got the job (3 years ago).
So I'm just frozen, veins cold - seeing my entire relationship go down the shitter.
I screenshot them, sent the pics to my phone and deleted the screenshots from her phone - then I hear, "hey, what are you doing?"
It was my wife, looking at me going through her texts with her boss. I looked up and her face looked red, not mad but embarrassed.
"So you've been having an affair with your boss?" I asked.
She was silent, then started to cry, "I'm sorry, I love you! I should have told you!"
She freaked out and threw herself on the floor, crying, "I don't want to lose you!"
After she calmed down, we got to talking about her affair. According to her, right after her job interview her boss started making moves on her - she said that even during the interview her boss was complementing how pretty she was. My wife admitted that she was always curious about being with another woman, and that her boss was so damn pretty she immediately melted around her. The first time they fucked was in my wife's office after hours. Her boss came in, said she had to work late on reports and tossed a pile on her desk and smirked. While she was working on the reports her boss came back into her office and confronted her.
"Look, you've worked hard enough today - I was just playing with you to keep you here because I think you're beautiful and I've got a huge crush on you..."
My wife said she didn't even blink, they were both making out and groping each other, pulling their clothes off and eventually having sex on her desk. She said she didn't feel guilty because it was with a woman, but she did wish I was there fucking her while she went down on her boss.
We talked and talked, and I was still angry, "If you get to fuck around then I get a free pass to do the same."
She was hesitant but eventually agreed, "you do... and you can. Just don't ruin us, don't leave me."
My wife is very attractive (no I will not show her picture), so I also told her that "every time she fucks her boss - she has to fuck me so that I can taste her boss."
She thought that was kinky as fuck - and loves the idea. I'm also now actively looking for a fuck buddy - because now I have permission.

What IF 20 Million Illegal Aliens Went Home
By the way, if you or your family members came to America legally, Welcome - - - we're glad you're here and that it was done by the Rule of Law. Thank you for respecting our borders.

What if 20 Million Illegal Aliens Vacated America ? ( note: ILLEGAL - here without papers)
I, Tina Griego, journalist for the Denver Rocky Mountain News wrote a column titled, 'Mexican Visitor's Lament' -- 10/25/07.

I interviewed Mexican journalist Evangelina Hernandez while visiting Denver last week. Hernandez said, 'They (illegal aliens) pay rent, buy groceries, buy clothes...What Happens to your country's economy if 20 million people go away?' Hummm, I thought, what would happen, so I did my due diligence, buried my nose as a reporter into the FACTS I found below.
[Did you notice Evangelina said "your" country?]

It's a good question - it deserves an honest answer. Over 80% of Americans demand secured borders and illegal migration stopped. But what would happen if all 20 million or more vacated America ?

The answers I found may surprise you!

In California, if 3.5 million illegal aliens moved back to Mexico, it would leave an extra $10.2 billion to spend on overloaded school systems, bankrupt hospitals and overrun prisons. It would leave highways cleaner, safer and less congested. Everyone could understand one another as English became the dominant language again.

In Colorado, 500,000 illegal immigrants, plus their 300,000 kids and grand-kids - would move back 'home', mostly to Mexico. That would save Coloradans an estimated $2 billion (other experts say $7 billion) annually in taxes that pay for schooling, medical, social-services and incarceration costs.

It means 12,000 gang members would vanish out of Denver alone.

Colorado would save more than $20 million in prison costs, and the terror that those 7,300 alien criminals set upon local citizens. Denver Officer Don Young and hundreds of Colorado victims would not have suffered death, accidents, rapes and other crimes by illegals.

Denver Public Schools would not suffer a 67 percent drop-out/flunk-out rate because of thousands of illegal alien students speaking 41 different languages. At least 200,000 vehicles would vanish from our gridlocked cities in Colorado. Denver's 9% unemployment rate would vanish as our working poor would gain jobs at a living wage.

In Florida, 1.5 million illegals would return the Sunshine State to America, the rule of law, and English.

In Chicago, Illinois, 2.1 million illegals would free up hospitals, schools, prisons and highways for a safer, cleaner and more crime-free experience.

If 20 million illegal aliens returned 'home' --

If 20 million illegal aliens returned 'home', the U.S. Economy would return to the rule of law. Employers would hire legal American citizens at a living wage. Everyone would pay their fair share of taxes because they wouldn't be working off the books. That would result in an additional $401 Billion in IRS income taxes collected annually, and an equal amount for local, state and city coffers.

No more push '1' for Spanish or '2' for English. No more confusion in American schools that now must contend with over 100 languages that degrade the educational system for American kids. Our over-crowded schools would lose more than two million illegal alien kids at a cost of billions in ESL and free breakfasts and lunches.

We would lose 500,000 illegal criminal alien inmates at a cost of more than $1.6 billion annually. That includes 15,000 MS-13 gang members who distribute $130 billion in drugs annually would vacate our country.

In cities like L.A., 20,000 members of the '18th Street Gang' would vanish from our nation. No more Mexican forgery gangs for ID theft from Americans! No more foreign rapists and child molesters!

Losing more than 20 million people would clear up our crowded highways and gridlock. Cleaner air and less drinking and driving American deaths by illegal aliens!

America's economy is drained. Taxpayers are harmed. Employers get rich. Over $80 billion annually wouldn't return to the aliens' home countries by cash transfers. Illegal migrants earned half that money untaxed, which further drains America's economy - while we currently suffer an $8.7 trillion debt.

At least 400,000 anchor babies would not be born in our country, costing us $109 billion per year per cycle. At least 86 hospitals in California, Georgia, Texas and Florida would still be operating instead of being bankrupt, out of existence, because illegals pay nothing via the EMTOLA Act.

Americans wouldn't suffer thousands of TB and hepatitis cases rampant in our country - brought in by illegals unscreened at our borders.

With 20 million less people it would also put the 'progressives' on the horns of a dilemma; illegal aliens and their families cause 11 percent of our greenhouse gases.

Over one million of Mexico's poorest citizens now live inside and along our border from Brownsville, Texas to San Diego, California in what the New York Times called, 'colonias' or new neighborhoods. Trouble is, those living areas resemble Bombay and Calcutta where there is a grinding poverty, filth, diseases, drugs, crimes, lack of sanitation and worse. They live without sewage, clean water, paved streets, electricity, or any kind of sanitation.

The New York Times reported them to be America's new 'Third World ' inside our own country. Within 20 years, at their current growth rate, they expect 20 million residents of those colonias.

(I've seen them personally in Texas and Arizona; it's sickening beyond anything you can imagine.)

By enforcing our laws, we could repatriate them back to Mexico. We should invite 20 million aliens to go home, fix their own countries and/or make a better life in Mexico. We already invite a million people into our country legally more than all other countries combined annually. We cannot and must not allow anarchy at our borders, more anarchy within our borders and growing lawlessness at every level in our nation. It's time to stand up for our country, our culture, our civilization and our way of life. It is time to vote out the politicians who think otherwise!

Now, here are some interesting Statistics!

Here are 14 reasons illegal aliens should vacate America, and I hope they are forwarded over and over again until they are read so many times that the reader gets sick of reading them:

1) $14 billion to $22 billion dollars are spent each year on welfare to illegal aliens. ( that's Billion with a 'B' )

2) $2.2 billion dollars are spent each year on food assistance programs such as food stamps, WIC, and free school lunches for illegal aliens.

3) $7.5 billion dollars are spent each year on Medicaid for illegal aliens.

4) $12 billion dollars are spent each year on primary and secondary school education for children here illegally and they still cannot speak any English!

5) $27 billion dollars are spent each year for education for the American-born children of illegal aliens, known as anchor babies.

6) $3 Million Dollars 'PER DAY' is spent to incarcerate illegal aliens. That's $1.2 Billion a year.

7) If we go with 20 million illegals compared to there being 300 million Americans, they make up less than 7% of the people within our borders. But, 28% percent of all federal prison inmates are illegal aliens.

8) $190 billion dollars are spent each year on illegal aliens for welfare & social services by the American taxpayers.
9) $200 billion dollars per year in suppressed American wages are caused by the illegal aliens.

10) The illegal aliens in the United States have a crime rate that's two and a half times that of white non-illegal aliens. In particular, their children are going to make a huge additional crime problem in the US.

11) During 2005, there were 8 to 10 MILLION illegal aliens that crossed our southern border with as many as 19,500 illegal aliens from other terrorist countries. Over 10,000 of those were middle-eastern terrorists. Millions of pounds of drugs, cocaine, meth, heroine, crack, Guns, and marijuana crossed into the U.S. from the southern border.

12) The National Policy Institute, estimates that the total cost of mass deportation would be between $206 and $230 billion, or an average cost of between $41 and $46 billion annually over a five year period.

13) In 2006, illegal aliens sent home $65 BILLION in remittances back to their countries of origin, to their families & friends.

14) Another dark side of illegal immigration: Nearly one million sex crimes are committed by illegal immigrants in the United States!

Total cost: A whopping $538.3 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR!!!

If this doesn't bother you, then just delete the message, don't register and don't vote. Otherwise, forward this to everyone you know!

21 year old virgin, never had a gf or job, fail all interviews i ever get, didnt go to college, living with parents. what do u all think? bullet in the head or start flippin burgers at the first fast food shit hole that will hire me?

I interviewed a young woman for a full time office position. She was the 2nd of three people we will interview, and she will probably be the least qualified. She just graduated from college, is cute but a little fat. I was the last person to interview her, and on the way to the door, she offered to meet me for drinks this weekend to discuss "the position and any other positions I might want to get (her) into.".

I assume she means that she 'll fuck me for the job. We have one more person to interview, and I'm wondering how I can use this in the final interview. If there is a "bidding war" of sex for the job, I'd rather hire the girl that enjoys anal the most. Then again, I want to make clear that the ass-for-job isn't a one-time thing; I hoping for head at lunch.

Has anyone else ever had this dilemma?

A few years ago I held job interviews for a fake clothing store.

Long story short, I conducted over 50 interviews over two and half weeks. Mostly women, but at least a third were guys. Out of all that work I ended up fucking 10 chicks all between 16 and 18.

Afterwards I sent everyone one I interviewed a bullshit letter on how, due to economical hardship the parent corporation decided not to open the store at the time, but to feel free to apply in the future.

Can Anyone upload the 1981 Porn Movie " Blue Interview" ( Alternate: Sucker for a Job ) with Steve Douglas ? it would be nice to see it with german sound, but doesnt matter. And the porn movie "Samba" ( Role Name " Joey malandes" )

Big thanks in Advance.

My confession is that I am becoming more and more dependent on sleeping pills. I even take them during the afternoon on my days off of work. It's my way of avoiding being bored and lonely. I've been trying to wean myself off of them by taking three weeks off my job (that I fucking hate), relaxing and doing productive shit like going on job interviews.

I confess, I've tricked girls online into meeting me for fake job interviews. My family owns a business with a few locations, and one horny night I started to talk to someone online who had a kid and was looking for a job. This became my type of target in the future and I mentioned that I was opening a new location near them and it was a great job and once I told them it paid really well they were very interested. I told them that since we are still setting up the company the job isn't necessary yet since all they could do is look pretty. I said I could probably get them hired early, and semi-jokingly said that they would just be spending most of the time under my desk.

She laughed at this but said they would be interested. Now this was actually a real place being setup for one of our new companies so that was true. I was there setting up stuff (getting furniture brought in, building paperwork, etc.) and I told them they should stop by and they were welcome to show off a lot of cleavage. This person showed up in a jacket and I brought them into my office and shut the door. She ended up having on a top that had their huge tits almost popping out so I knew this was working.

I walked over to them and said ok you got the job, let's see what you can do. She grabbed onto my pants and starting stroking my crotch and I pulled them towards my chair and had them kneel down in front of me while I pulled my pants down. I just sat back and she starting sucking me off. I told her she would definitely get a bonus if she swallows and she seemed to nod in agreement. Once I came in her mouth I sent her home and later on that day I told her this was a great idea and I would definitely get her this job.

Looking for some help.
But first let me explain the situation.During the last holidays my sons were playing outside in the snow and a dog showed in our backyard.The kids and the husband were happy to play with him and the dog was gentle and playfull .
I have to say that i have never owned a dog and had no desire to do so.
After looking for the owner of the dog ( picture on post, townhall , neighbors ..) without success , the 3 kids ( that includes my husband ) decided that we should keep this big dog , so it is our pet now.I have to admit if we were to have a pet this dog is good , he is clean and good with the boys who are rough sometime with him.At the end of December the company i was working for closed.So after the holidays when the husband and the kids were back to work/school , i had to look for a new job.I was alone home and i sat down on the couch with my computer , Sammy ( the dog ) was lying down on the floor , i put my computer beside me and i wanted to get up and suddenly Sammy caught me by surprise as he stock his nose in between my legs like a bullet ( i was in my nighties with no panties as i was alone home , i pushed him back with all my strenght ( he is a fairly big dog and i am 5'2'' 102 lbs) and he became very playfull as it was a game since i kept pushing him away and he came back , i was trying to calm him down showing that i was unhappy of what he did and he did it again.I put him in the laundry room with the door closed for 1/2 hour as a punishment.Before i put him out of the room i put panties on just in case he wanted to do it again.The dog did not do it again for the remaining of the day.The following morning i was on pre-interview phone call for a potential job ,i was concentrated to my important call and i sat down on the couch to converse and Sammy put his nose in between my legs again , i am trying to push him back with only one free hand without trying o give the impression to the person that i am talking to that i am wrestling with a dog and not listening to what he says especially if he is considering to give me a job , i digged his head out of my legs and put my hand up to show him to sit down, which he did and remained calm for the rest of the call. After the call i punished him in the laundry room.I was trying to understand why he did not do that when the kids and husband were around as we sat many times on the couch including myself.To be honnest i was intrigued and wanted to understand why these 2 times.After a shower i brought the dog back in the living room , i sat down on the couch and i open my legs and he is not even looking at me , i capture his attention with my leg open and he is not moving , i take off my panties that i put after the shower he gets up but i was able to stop him before he put his nose you know where. Later in the morning i try again sitting down with my panties on and the dog had no reaction , i removed the panties and he goes for it again , i kept my legs closed so he can't access my love nest to see his reaction ,soon i noticed that his breathing was heavier he could not stop moving and looking at my love nest and when he turned around and left i noticed that his love pole was extended. I got dressed and took a break watching TV but i could not beleive what i just saw , my dog was horny !!! because of me.The image stayed in my head for the rest of the day.The next morning ,i can't stop myself to go further with the dog , i am too curious to find out what he would do but i am also scared , so i sit on the couch in my nighties with panties,i remove them and i stopped his nose from going there while i am talking to him looking in the eye and telling him that i will let him go there but to be gentle.I slowly opened my legs and as if he understood he he started licking my love nest slowly ,at that point i was not sure if i liked it or even if i should let him do that.I was tensed and my emotions were up and down about the situation.I took his head out and stopped
him ,he sat down on the floor , his breathing was heavy and he was surely horny by his behavior and i had a look at his love pole that that was clearly very hard.He tried to jump on me but i stopped him and sent him in the laundry room to calm him down. While i was taking a shower i could not believe what happen with the dog and how we ended up going there.In the afternoon i could not stop thinking of the moment when the dog became horny and i had to see it again so i remove my pants and panties , i let him lick my love nest and pushed it a little further by exposing my pleasure button to his tongue , he did not make me climax as he stops licking before i get there .The situation after almost 3 months have evolved ,i now anxious every morning for my kids and husband to leave so me an Sammy can have some fun , when i see him getting horny i get soaking wet , i let him lick my love button until he stops and than i furiously rub my love button until climax , it is so good that some days i do it 4-5 times .Maybe there is women out there who have experience with this kind of situation.
i feel sorry for my Sammy since he does not get '' a final satisfaction '' and i hate to leave him all cranked up.
There is no way i will let him put his love pole inside me but like men can we use our hand to relieve them ?
I did not touch his love pole yet.
I am also worried of Sammy's reaction for the summer time when we invite guest on a hot day and that some guest with skirt decides to wear no panties under , how can i prevent Sammy to do what he does best ?

I grew up in a small town in West Texas. In the spring of 2001, when I was eighteen years old, my mother got a job in Northern California and she and my father, who owns his own business and could work from home, moved out there. Since I was finishing up my senior year of high school, my aunt said I could stay with her for the time being.
I had a great time those few months living with my aunt. She was in her late twenties and always felt like more of a sister to me than an aunt and she let me get away with pretty much anything as long as I didn't "come home dead." So it kind of surprises me now when I look back at it that I didn't even consider her offer to continue living with her after I graduated. I knew I wanted to get out of town. I was a liberal, indie as fuck hipster surrounded by a sea of vote Bush signs. I had recently broken up with my boyfriend and I felt like there was just nothing there for me anymore. I had long dreamed of moving to Austin (I place I had never, and still have never, been) where I would see shows every night, get amazing at guitar and obviously become a huge indie darling rock star.
Buuuuuuuuuuutt I had no money, terrible grades, and quite frankly, basically no motivation, so when my parents came out for my graduation I ended up going back with them to California. San Francisco seemed like a place where I could pretty much do anything I could do in Austin, and it would be free, so why not?
The first weekend there my parents took me to do all the touristy stuff in San Francisco. Coit tower, Alcatraz, Pier 39, we drove across the Golden Gate bridge. I even got to go to Amoeba records which was a dream come true. The next day they took me around the town they'd moved to, which I won't name (but people familiar with area will probably be able to figure out.) It's a little seaside suburb about a twenty minute drive from the city. It seemed nice, I even saw a couple punks hanging out at a bus stop. They bought me a bus pass and took me to the community college campus where they said I'd be going in the fall (yeah right.)
After that I spent the next couple days basically just doing nothing around the house, which really got on my dad's nerves. He made it very clear that it was time for me to get a job, something I'd never done before, and he dropped me off at a shopping center across the street from a beach.
I sort of made a half-assed atempt to collect applications - Safeway, Round table pizza, etc. I even got an interview right on the spot at a Hallmark store where the mean old lady doing the interview told me that I "didn't project the Hallmark spirit." Then I spent a couple of hours wandering around the beach, which had a seriously cool tidepool.
That night I got in a fight with my dad, and dear reader, please understand that this is a story of teen angst, I don't even remember what started it, though I'm sure it had to do with my non-answers about my job hunt that afternoon. I stormed out of the house saying I needed to take a walk and clear my head, knowing full well I would not be coming home that night.
I headed toward the beach, headphones on, Grandaddy's Sophtware Slump in the discman, camel menthol between my lips. I had planned to sleep on the beach, but was quickly finding out that my concept of California was off. It was cold as fuck. I was about to give up and go home when I was walking past a row of apartments, I wouldn't quite call it a complex, and I noticed one of them was having a loud party with people who looked about my age hanging out front.
A guy called me over to ask for a light. I hung out for a bit finishing my smoke and chatting. The people were nice, but not really my scene, kind of a beachy preppy thing going on, but when they asked me to stay I went for it. Free beer, and I was guessing I could probably get away with crashing on the floor. Why not?
There were way more people in that apartment than you could imagine is comfortable in a one bedroom, but I grabbed a Corona from a cooler and tried to make myself look like I was supposed to be there. A guy who recognized a Get Up Kids pin I was wearing tried to chat me up, he would end up becoming a good friend later, but at the time I was the perfect combination of nervous and pretentious and blew him off with curt responses.
A girl who I'd met earlier in the day at a video store while I was application hunting, and who told me I would definitley get the job because the manager "hired every pretty girl who applied" (*blush*) recognized me. I was talking with her for a while, again nice but I couldn't really imagine a lasting friendship forming, when a guy holding a video camera approached her followed by a group of guys. He said that he was filming a video called "P-Town Gone Wild" and offered her $20 to flash the camera.
She told him in no uncertain terms to fuck off. Then he turned his attention to me. I initially told him no thanks, but he kept pushing it. He eventually doubled his offer and another girl who'd already done it offered to do it with me, so being broke and not knowing what I was going to do tomorrow, I relented.
So on the count of three we flashed the camera. She was clearly more comfortable with it, she flashed for a good long time to uproarous cheers (the first time I'd seen pierced nipples in real life!) while I was pretty much a quick peek. He ended up making me do it three more times before he eventually gave me the money. I'd clearly lost the respect of the video store girl, but oh well.
I continued drinking and making small talk, when the girl with the piercings cornered me. She said that the guy with the camera was offering us $200 each if he could film us making out in the bedroom. I wasn't that into it, but she was being really aggressive, and while I don't by any means consider myself bi, I do have to admit that she was pretty cute and I was just drunk enough.
We went into the bedroom, ostensibly for privacy but it felt like the entire party was in the room with us. It was lit by a red light bulb and right away I was really uncomfortable, it felt like I'd entered into the Pink Room from Fire Walk With Me, or something. She immediatley stripped down to just her underpants, a thong that I believe had the Spitfire skate logo on it (a smiling flame,) and I froze. I had thought we were just going to be making out.
I tried to back out, but there was so much egging on that I eventually stripped down too. I got on the bed with her and we started making out to satisfyed cheers. She unhooked my bra and began sucking my tits.
A guy in the room was openly jerking off, which made the atmosphere even stranger. The onlookers seemed torn between watching two naked girls make out and making fun of the guy, who was perfectly average sized, for having a small dick.
Eventually the guy holding the camera whipped his out too (it was much smaller but no one dared say anything,) the girl broke away from me and started sucking his dick. I just sat there watching awkwardly when someone reached around from behind me and started squeezing my tits really fucking hard. I broke away and spun around and was met by another guy handling his dick.
He straight up just said "will you blow me?" He seemed kind of nervous which was cute and made me laugh a little, but I said yes. He sat on the bed and I struggled to pull his pants down a little further before I started going down on him. Someone behind me started rubbing my pussy through my panties, I never found out who it was.
When he came I swallowed it and was chastized by the guy holding the camera because "people want to see face shots."
Anyway, I was drunk enough to not realize that I only got paid $80 and was later embarassed enough that I let it go. I later learned that this guy, who pretty much no one liked, was a dealer who was trying to break into porn extremely unsuccessfully. The girl was his "star." I would meet her again year later under extremely different circumstances, our kids go to school together. We've exchanged knowing hellos but never actually talked about it (though my husband makes threesome "jokes" about her all the time.) I've never seen the video and am not even sure it exists, but if you've ever come across something from the early 00s called "P-Town Gone Wild" or "P-Town's Finest" or something you may have already seen my one and only onscreen credit where some critics say I was "hot but boring."
Eventually the cops broke up the party (long after the video was shot,) and they were actually pretty cool about it and just told everyone to go home. In a kind and unexpected turn, the girl from the video store offered me to stay at her place. Before you get to excited, the story doesn't go there - while I did see her boobs while she was changing, she just smoked me out and we talked for a while. She very nicely called me a whore, which, fair, was still pretty fucking rude and I came to realize we has some very different idealogical values and I realized I would never want to work with someone like her and consequentially never called the video store back when they reached out for an interview.
the next day I sheepishly returned home and went straight to my room, I was still pretty pissed at my dad. I called my aunt to ask her if her offer to stay with her was still available, I figured I'd get whatever job I could, head home ASAP and worry about all my stuff later. She said no. I'm not sure if her offer was ever actually sincere, or if she'd changed her mind upon actually being confronted with the reality of it, but either way change of plans.
I made a post on craigslist, which was way wilder here than at home. Admittedly bending the truth a little, I said that I had been kicked out of my house and needed a place to stay for a few days and attached a picture where I looked both innocent and was showing a healthy amount of cleavage. I wasn't totally naive, I had an idea of what I was doing, but I was emboldened by the night before and knew that I could put out if I absolutley had to. I had visions of a handsome young doctor or something taking me in and either we'd start a great affair or I'd at least get a few days to figure out what was next.
I'm sure I'm not surprising anyone when I say that is not the response I got and I put the idea aside.
Later that day my dad apologized to me. He asked me where I'd been all night and I told him a version of the truth "I stumbled onto a party and made some friends." But peace only lasted a while before he started getting on me about being a bum again, reigniting everything again.
When I checked my email that night the responses I had got to my listing were overwheling and ridiculous. But there was one, from a woman, that piqued my interest. She said that she'd been a similar situation when she was my age and was more than willing to give me a place to crash for a couple days.
I figured out the bus routes, which at the time felt like no small feat, and found my way to a BART station (kind of like a local train system.) I headed out to a place in the East Bay that I'd never even heard of before. The lady met me there. She seemed surprisingly normal, well put together in her late thirties. She took me to her place, a small but nice apartment. We got Taco Bell, drank wine, and chatted. It was really nice.
She told me her story. She'd gotten pregnant when she was a little bit younger than me and her very strict parents kicked her out and cut her off, and because of that she always feels a kinship to people who were in a situation like mine. I felt bad for stretching the truth, but was shitty enough at the time to take advantage of the situation.
It got late and she was ready to turn in. She said her son was not coming home that night, so I could sleep in his bed, but I would probably have to take the couch the next day. Cool. Sounds good to me.
Her son's room was a huge mess and kind of disgusting, like any young guy's room is I guess, but I could tell by his stuff, the posters on the wall, his CDs, that he was actually probably pretty cool.
When I woke up the next morning, there was a guy in nothing but a pair of boxers sleeping on the floor beside the bed. I was weirded out, but I assumed this must be the son and it was his room.
We had a nice day hanging out at the apartment. The son made a lot of jokes about his mom "taking in strays." He and I really hit it off, we had a lot in common. That night he and his friends took me to Berkeley to see a local band called the Locals (they would later change their name to the Matches, and are still a favorite band of mine to this day.) It was incredible! His friends were so welcoming and the show was so great.
After dropping off his friends we went and got drive through at Jack in the Box and just sat in the car and talked forever. I felt comfortable with him, so I told him about the party and what had happened. I was afriad he was going to judge me, but what actually ended up happening was that he fucked my brains out in the backseat of his car behind a grocery store. It was to that point the best sex I'd ever had in my life and remained so for several years.
We got back to the apartment super late, but the mom was still up. She was clearly just out of the shower and was not shy at all about me or her son seeing her tits. Just very casual "did you have fun? Oh great!" kind of stuff. This was *very* weird to me, but different strokes, right?
I slept on the couch, so that his mom wouldn't think anything untoward was going on. The next morning when I got up, I headed over to a nearby 7-11 for my morning coke slurpee, like you do, and when I got back to the apartment I ran into a neighbor.
She was kind and made small talk, "so you're staying with (woman's name?)"
"Yeah, I'm friends with her son." I stretched the truth a little.
She looked at me like I was crazy.
"She doesn't have a son? It's just the two of them, right?"
I immediatley felt a pit in my stomach, horror and deep, deep embarassment.
"Yeah, it's just a joke we have because he's so much younger."
I went in, grabbed my stuff and slipped right back out. I eventually found my way to the BART station after walking for a few miles and made my way back home.
And that, reader, is the craziest week of my life. I know it's not as wild as some of the stories that get posted here, but I've been feeling a need to share it.
I eventually did end up going to the community college that I swore I wouldn't, made for real friends with several of the people who were at that party (not the video store girl,) and ended up meeting the man who would become my husband pretty shortly after all of this. I never fucked with craigslist again.

I am looking for a video of a prostitute being interviewed who explained how she is good at her job because she is good at becoming what ever a guy wants/needs her to be, then the guy filming her proceeds to get on top of her and shits on her chest and then, without being asked, she licks his ass a few times while he starts insulting her.

I have tried every search term I can think of but have not been able to find it on this site since the first time I saw it.

I am looking for as many opinions as possible, from anyone. I am not a police officer nor do I have any connections to law enforcement or any governmental agency. I am a private citizen doing research on a subject. I am not here to judge you, sting you, rat on you, whatever. I don't care if you are a sex offender, someone with fantasies, or someone who is completely against the taboos discussed in this topic. I am a former student in Criminology (the study of criminal behavior). My younger brother is a convicted sex offender, sentenced to spend at least another 15 years (his offense was non-violent, and there was no actual victim involved- he was surfing chat rooms for adult porn. Another user sent him a hard drives worth of cp that flooded his whole comp with viruses that caused a whole bunch more cp to come in automatically. The perp also attached viruses that took screenshots of the hard drive, including credit information, then ripped my brother off while he was in prison. One of the cp files had an attachment courtesy of the FBI that ended up screwing him). Due to his case, I took an interest in so called "sexual deviants" and the studying of paraphilias. For one assignment, I had to choose an offender to interview. The instructor put up a list in the class with no information, just a number. At the end of the class, the number we chose from the list was the number file the instructor gave to us. That way, we did not know anything about the offender we were to interview prior to us choosing the case (I guess this way those that were squeamish could not avoid the assignment, and those that were way too interested in the subject could not choose a specific offender they were interested in. We had to work the case, no matter what. My subject seemed to be rather normal- he was a former intern for a doctors office that treated convicted sex offenders and broken families that had been hurt through domestic violence, rape, pedophilia, molestation, etc. During his employment, it was discovered he was stealing case files from the office and using them as masturbatory materials. After several months of lifting files from the office and fantasizing, he decided to act on the fantasy. He began dating a woman with young toddler age children, and gain their trust. One day while his girlfriend was at work, he hit her two year old daughter so hard that her brain severed itself from the spinal cord due to severe whiplash. She remained the rest of her life on life support in a hospital in a coma, as a vegetable due to this. Her mother finally took her off life support at age 4. During his incarceration, the subject was diagnosed with a brain tumor that had been growing in him since he was a teenager, and had it removed. After the removal, his urges seemed to subside for awhile. But after several months, he found himself masturbating in his prison cell to the same violent fantasies as before. Concerned the tumor came back, he went in for an emergency checkup. The doctors saw no return of the cancer, and no other neurological abnormalities in the brains function, and all chemical levels seemed to be balanced. Intrigued by this, I began doing background on the subject. He lived a normal childhood, in a normal middle class family. He was a a B average student all through school, had normal relationships and friendships with peoeple in his own age group, and had no sign of severe mental illness traits in either him or his family. Aside from his conviction and sexual urges, there was nothing in his environmental or physiological traits/background that would point to his reason for these desires other than the brain tumor. I discussed my subject with a neurologist who said the tumor could have changed the chemistry of the brain, but due to current scientific limitations, this isn't showing on any modern test. A sex therapist I went to for a professional opinion saaid that though the tumor caused the imbalance and urges to begin with, the reason she believes the urges continue is due to the fact that his sexuality was de-sensitized during his experience, and this is the only way he knows and is attracted to in order to orgasm. He does truly feel remorse for what he did, and most likely will not offend again if he can maintain the minimal self control he demonstrates by keeping his fantasies as fantasies and not trying to make them reality, while continuing therapy and treatment.

When asked what he thinks of during masturbation, he began recalling the case files he stole from his previous job: the man who tied his wife to a chair in the kitchen, then called their young 1 year old toddler in the room and began beating her while the mother was forced to watch. The mother/father team who beat, molested, and eventually began a full incest relationship (including a so-called marriage ceremony when one of the girls had her first period, and the father took the daughter into a pedophilic polygamous relationship- the girl was 11) all 4 of their children since before they could walk, and were not caught until the oldest child was in her mid-20s. The other mother/father rape team- a young woman (age 24) would masturbate while watching/video recording her husband (age 27) with their daughter (age 4) beating, slapping, pulling hair, choking, throwing, and twisting/locking her joints to the point of severe pain. They apparently also filmed several child rape videos with the child. I compared cases with another student in the class- her subject was found to be in a pedophilic incestuous relationship with his 7 year old daughter. He started with her when she was barely a newborn, performing oral on her, and masturbating/ejaculating on her. When she was 2, he sodomized her for the first time, and this activity continued until he was arrested. By the time she was 3, she was performing oral sex on him. When she was 7, he raped her vaginally. During school the next day, she went to the nurse with severe stomach pains. When the nurse was examining her, she noticed a large amount of spotted blood near the childs crotch area, and had the girl admitted to a hospital. That is when the sexual abuse was discovered, and the investigation began. When interviewed in prison, he showed no remorse, guilt, or shame in what he had done, claiming that he loves his daughter in the same way a man loves his wife, and believed he was showing acts of love whenever he touched or had intercourse with the child. His background is not unusual for someone who displays this type of behavior- rough childhood, parents who abused alcohol and drugs, physically abusive father who left the family for a stripper when subject was 9. His mother eventually abandoned him at age 15 on the street, since him living at home meant she couldn't afford her drug habit. He was in and out of jail as a teenager, and was raped at 13 by an older cell mate. The girl he was convicted of abusing was mothered by a prostitute the subject was dating, and has since improved her life as a healthy and happy young adult who runs support groups, and an inspirational speaker who specializes in abused women and children.

I am not here to pass judgement, support any viewpoint or suggestion, and am looking to remain completely neutral regarding any of this. I am mainly looking at it from a scientific point of view, and have a few curiosities on the subject.
Since my class, I have had the same questions mulling around my head, so I figured I would bring them to a board where I can find what seems to be a large variety of people (both those attracted to children, and otherwise):
1. How do you feel about the idea of a relationship with a child being sexual?
2. If you are sexually attracted to children, how do you define your attraction? Is it based out of power and control? Do you feel you are loving the child?
3. What is your take on offenders whose actions were less sexual and more violent? (IE, offenders who receive sexual satisfaction or fantasy out of watching women/children be hit, cry, or abused)
4. Do you have fantasies of violence, or love when it comes to children?
5. Are the children yours, or someone elses?
6. Do you have anything in your background that would influence your opinion? If so, what?
7. Do you feel modern day society has a large influence on your decision? Follow up question- how much sex and violence have you been exposed to throughout your life? (movies, magazines, games, books, interests, etc)

Thank you for reading my study, and any answers are appreciated.

Does anyone have a link to that video with that extremely hot girl at a job interview with an asian chick?

I give job interviews today. Any candidates ? :)

I am not one for confessing anything and I am a very private woman. I am Christie and I am 31 and divorced for 3 years now. After my divorce I moved to a new city and got quite a good job with the local council. I am vwey short only 4 foot 10 inches tall. very slim and have ginger hair. My skin is very pale with lots of freckles and almost no breasts, but I always knew I would never have much on my chest as all the women in my family are the same. I had bought a small 2 bedroom house in a small village just outside the city and was very happy. I found this site a few years ago and have become addicted to reading the stories and watching some videos. Now I know some people can be nasty on here and I am writing this more for myself than you, but if this gets you horny all well and good, but if you are going to comment then please only nice ones, if your going to be nasty then please just move on. I hope you all enjoy.

My confession starts in Febuary when one of my friends at work, Claire, just 23 asked me what lucky man was taking me out for Valantines day? She was surprised when I told her that I would be spending it alone as usual and I asked her what plans she had? She told me she was going to be alone too and said we should spend it together. I thought what the hell and said OK and that she could come to mine as I had lots of room and didn't really want to go out anywhere. I put in a holiday for the day after as I am no good the day after if I have been drinking, Claire did the same.
I had cooked a nice dinner for us and as a joke even put a single red rose on the table. I was just about to go in the shower and was just in my bath robe when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and there was Claire, she was over an hour early, she said sorry but had caught the early train. She came in and took off her coat. She had on a very short black dress and her breasts looked like they were trying to escape. In short she looked beautiful. I told her to make herself at home and that I was going for a shower. As I was in the shower Clare asked if she could use the toilet, I said OK and as my toilet was a wet room there was no shower screen and she could see everything. No one had seen me naked since my ex husband, and before that only one other man, and a few girls way back at school. I saw her pull up her dress and sit on the toilet, I noticed she was not wearing any underwear, and that she was totally shaved. Unlike me, I had a nice red bush, trimmed yes but that was it.
I got dressed and put on my favorite blue dress, we had dinner and some wine and I started to relax a little. We sat on the couch and we talked and the more we drank the more relaxed I got. Claire was very open and the subject soon turned to sex and she asked me what the best sex I had ever had was? I laughed and asked what good sex was? because my ex was a pig of a man who had only cared about his own satisfaction and the only other man I had been with was the man I lost my virginity too and he was not the best and couldn't last very long. I told her my vibrator was my best lover. She giggled and told me she had lots of sex toys. But told me her best sex was when she had a 3some a few months back. I asked her what it was like to be with 2 men, she laughed and told me it was with another 2 women, no men involved at all. Now like most women I had thought about sex with another woman but had never ever acted on it. She told me all about it and as she did I could feel myself get horny. Once she started she couldn't stop, she told me more stories about her very active sex life. A lot of men but more than a few stories were of sex with other women. We got more than a little drunk and the subject turned to my ginger bush, she asked me why I didn't shave and I told her I used to but because of my size and breast size I hated how I looked. I went to my bed that night, Claire in my spare room. I was horny as hell, I had never felt so horny for years. I grabbed my vibrator and started to play, I never thought about the buzzing of it. And was on the top of my bed legs wide open fucking myself. I never even saw the door open, I had not even turned the light out. I opened my eyes and there was Claire, naked and fingering herself watching me. Even my ex had never seen me masturbate and I tried to hide what I was doing but there was no way I could. My vibrator was deep inside me and looking at Claire our eyes met and before I knew it she was on my bed beside me, her hand moved mine away from my vibrator and she took over. She kissed me her tongue pushing into my mouth, I think it was then that I gave into her. She worked my vibrator and as she did her thumb found my clit. I was at her mercy now, she brought me to orgasm quicker than I had ever done before. And no sooner had I came she pulled out the vibrator and licked it dry. She then moved down and her mouth took its place. I have had my ex go down on me a few times but my god nothing like this, she knew what to do to make me squirm and had me at orgasm again so quick, I lost count of how many times she made me cum. I couldn't take anymore and tried to push her away but she kept going using her tongue and fingers. She finally moved away and pulled her fingers from me, ahse moved up to my small breasts and made my nipples wet from my own juice. She kissed me and cuddled me. We must have fallen asleep because I woke around 9am with her arms around me, I felt very confused but also the most satisfied I had ever felt. I got up and made some coffee, I didn't bother to dress and as I was filling up the sink I felt Claire behind me she kissed my neck and said good morning and asked if I was OK? I said I was and she turned me round and kissed me. my hands went to her bottom as we kissed. Her hand went to my pussy and said we have to do something about my bush, I told her I didn't want to shave it and she said we could just trim it. I said maybe but I said I needed food and made some bacon and eggs. After breakfast I said I was going for a shower, she got up and followed me, and we showered together, washing eachother and for the first time ever I touched her pussy. She told me we don't have to rush anything and I was happy about that but as I washed her, my hand went to her pussy so many times. We dryed off and I sat on the bed watching her. She bent down and kissed me and as she did my hand found her pussy again, I slid a finger inside her, she said we had lots of time and moved away from me. She got dressed and left leaving me more confused than I have ever been.

I went back to work and Claire hardly talked to me, I felt very confused and upset, I so wanted to talk to her about all that had happened. Every night I would go home and my vibrator would get a workout as I thought of Claire. Then almost 3 weeks after our night of passion I was sitting at home and there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there was Claire, she was drunk and as soon as I opened the door she pushed in and grabbed me, kissing me and pulling my jeans off, she kicked the door closed and had me naked before I could even say anything, I was on my back on the floor and she was between my legs. her tongue was licking my clit and her fingers deep inside my pussy then I started to cum and she made me cum so many times again. I got up and we went to my bedroom, she stripped off and this time i put my head between her legs and slow at first started to lick, using my fingers i slid a few in, all the while licking her clit for all I was worth. She came and fell asleep. She turned onto her side and her ass looked amazing, i parted it and her little rose bud looked so nice, i touched it with my finger, then my tongue, my ex used to do this to me and it always drove me wile when he did, but she stayed sleeping. I covered her up and went for a drink, I downed a whole bottle of wine and went back to my room, she was still sleeping and opened her legs and went down on her again, she started to cum and as she did she woke up grabbed my head and pushed it into her pussy. She just kept cumming and cumming my face was so wet from her, then she turned over and told me to lick her ass again, I did as she asked pushing my tongue in as far as I could. We cuddled up together and when I woke the next day she was gone. Again at work she would blank me and over a few months she turned up at my door 5 times. Every time she came it was the same, we would have wild sex and she would leave.
Then in May she got fired, I was at a total loss, seeing her at work had kept me going, it was then it came to me, I had fallen in love with her. I called her a few times but she wouldn't answer and I plucked up the guts to go to her flat in the city. It was during the day so I expected her to be in, when I knocked on the door a man answered, I asked if Claire was in and he said she was away for an interview, I was a little confused as she had never said anything about a room mate before, then he introduced himself as her husband, I said she had never said she was married before and he laughed and said she never does, they had got married the year before I met her. I told him I used to work with her and was a little worried about her, He said he would tell her I had called and I left.
She turned up that night mad as hell, saying I shouldn't have come to her home. I told her I knew she was married and asked why she never told me? she said if she had told me I wouldn't ever have had sex with her. I said that maybe would have happened and then confessed I had fallen for her. We made love that night unlike all the other times where it was fast and hard, this was more like real love, very tender and when she kissed me it felt like a lover and not just sex. She was still there when I woke up and she asked me what I thought about her husband? I said he was nice and asked if he knew what she was doing with me? I was shocked when she said yes he knew and whats more he loved hearing all about it.

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