When I was in high school I thought it would be realy funny to buy a dildo from Spencers as a gag joke. The joke was funny asf within my group of friends for like a month or so.
And then I was just a random owner of a dildo
I knew I needed to get rid of it cause I would have probably killed myself if my parents found it in my room. I knew that after school there were always a group of kids who worked out in our school gym, and they would leave their backpacks wide open in the locker room, so when everyone left I put the dildo in a random kids bag.
I honestly just wish I got to see his reaction when he got home.
We talked to the teacher and principal. They have been less than helpful to say the least.
There has been some back and forth via emails and visiting the school and the principal has been mostly hands off and the teacher has retaliated against our daughter.
I don't think the the specifics are super important but in the end we asked "perhaps seating be rearranged". The teacher decided to announce to the class that our daughter was "afraid" of the boy and moved her to a desk next to her desk. Like, literally next to hers, facing the rest of the class. My daughter is mortified and has said she will never tell us about anything ever again. My daughter is "safe" but at what cost? Have we taught our girl that reporting sexual is assault is not worth it? We've destroyed her trust in us and the school/teacher. The vindictive part of me almost wants to pursue the assault charges just to teach these assholes a lesson.
Just happened. My father in law died two years ago. Mother in law is getting remarried today and the pastor announces that we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of “MIL” and “dead for two years FIL”. The entire church gasped. To be fair, they had been married 30+ years and the pastor knew them well and I’m sure it just rolled off the tongue.
My wife initiated a 3-way with her best friend a couple of years ago. We were all drunk and she started rubbing on the girl and making out with her. They took me by the hand and dragged me into the bedroom. My wife passed out halfway through and the other girl and I “finished up”. Nothing remotely similar to that had ever happened before.
The next day there was lots of regret and anger. She said she didn’t want it to happen, but asked if she could keep messing around with the girl because she was into it. I reluctantly agreed and they would go on work trips and send me pictures or FaceTime to include me.
That slowly transformed into her coming out as a lesbian and promptly arranging for me to move out of the house. I helped her come out to her parents. Over the next year she developed a drinking and cocaine habit while I took care of my kids.
I’m now remarried and she’s got her shit together enough for joint custody. I guess it’s funny how a long time fantasy can so quickly transform into your worst nightmare.
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