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Craif’s hand quivered with delight as he read the numbers on the screen over and over again. Each time matching them to the numbers he had selected on his lottery ticket.
The Office Diaries – Craif
My God, how had it come to this? It had been prophesized that this day would come. As Craif lay on the floor of the large bathroom stall with his belt around his neck he stared at ceiling feeling not an ounce of shame. This was a stall designed for the “handi-capable” folks that were still functional and didn’t require the use of adult diapers. “Fuck ‘em” thought Craif. In his mind it was his own hard work that brought in the money that was used to pay for these nice facilities. He would shit and nap wherever he saw fit.
The Office Diaries
They had been in this situation before. They stood before the owner of the factory, a conglomerate of evil. Theirs was the industry leader for home enemas and when it came to rectal cleansing, there was no finer team. He was their king. Their lord. He was known by all who worked for him by his code name, the Silver Fox. Continue reading “The Office Diaries”
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