freud? ain't that the guy who wanted to do his mom or somethin' like that?

"thank you, i do my best." he sauntered into the bedroom. about as big as his entire second floor. unsurprisingly. he whistled, chuckling to himself.

days off are for getting off.

dunno much about the guy other than that... guess the weird sticks.

"yeah yeah..." he mumbles dismissively, much preferring what came next. he pushes his legs apart with his own to settle himself between them, hand grabbing onto his hair before claiming his lips with his own. though not sweet or gently, he has a feeling that won't be necessary.

they're /really/ into that.

// famous ass gay porn star legrand wolf follows and has recently been openly positively interacting with multiple pedophiles and not a single soul is talking about it. sometimes i feel like i'm living in the fucking twilight zone, what the hell is going on here?

// might deactivate this account and make a new one. start fresh. feels too clogged over here.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐎 the local mechanic. father of one. still legally married, but estranged. 55 years old. an nsfw and lewd focused oc. strictly eighteen plus. bisexual & vers/switch muse. ⠀⠀

// new acc

grading papers in his office after hours. he really needs to get himself a TA.

experienced already, that would be perfect. how soon can she start?

oh she's a lifesaver. the door's unlocked. he's just in his office, stressing by his desk.

he looks up from his work, giving her a tired smile as he takes off his reading glasses. "hey, good thing you're here. just got a bunch of papers i gotta finish by tomorrow. turns out it's more work than i thought."

her choice of words gave him a momentary pause, but he returns the smile, sliding a couple of the papers her way. "you're an angel, thank you. promise i won't keep you too long, i got through most of them already."

five more minutes... he says every five minutes.