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Some of the abuse I endured has affected my memory. I don't think so, but then again......
The next 3 years I spent at a decrepit facility where they consolidated a bunch of us. The warden there was John Sutton. He was a vile pervert, who had way too much interest in smacking me with a board. We all were promised that we would be moved to a new facility nearby, with a new warden. Knowing I was being moved I lipped off to Sutton on my last day. My comeeuppance was as soon as I moved to the new spot, who was there to greet us, but Sutton. He had gotten transferred to the new location, I heard the one before gotten shanked, but they passed it off as a "heart attack". After a few years under Sutton's rule, we reached an uneasy understanding, and my final year I was allowed to go to a vocational education facility and learn a trade.
A couple years after my release I heard that John Sutton had died in a car crash out of state. But I got an air-tight alibi for that.
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... as I hooked my gnarled finger thru her nipple
ring, and pulled her supple body toward mine ...
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That grin he gave me on my first day there - "Welcome back," he sneered. He got a kick out of seeing the look of shock on my face. Then the hazing I went thru, my locker in the Senior wing so I got beat down by them, stuck in classes with held-back behemoths, my schedule making me run from one (HEY no running!!) end of the place to the other all day. Yeah, he was a son of a bitch.
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... as I hooked my gnarled finger thru her nipple
ring, and pulled her supple body toward mine ...
Hello, again. It's been years. I had some rough stuff in my life. I'm free and happy again but I still have some lingering heartaches. I nearly died, which was the worst but I survived. I had to travel across the country pretty much homeless with all my clothes and stuff in a Minnesota police department. I didn't even have a change of socks. I saw a lot and went through an insane amount of toxicity. So now I'm just happy to be here to say hello again.
Hi, I'm SlickRicksD...err, MrGoutHimself, and I'm an alcoholic. No, pornaholic, err, I mean. Ah fuck it, I'm no good at this. Every time I say I'm coming back to hang out with you degenerates more, I end up disappearing again.