A Better Man Than I

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He closed on the house in January, but there was still no time to waste in setting out the slutgarden. The winter had been a mild one, even by Alabama standards, and he was able to begin to laying out the first flowerbeds the day he moved in. Thankfully, he didn't have to spend any extra time building a privacy fence-the house he found, at the end of a winding road in a suburb of Dothan, already had a big yard and a tall wooden fence painted a cheerful white. Even so, the ground was hard and he had a lot to do to get ready for first planting. He didn't have any sunlight to waste. In the evening, after he finished raking and tilling the new beds, he began setting up his grow lights in the attic. He brought in pots filled with jasmine bushes and clumps of valerian, lavender seedlings and tiny passion flower sprouts just barely sticking their heads up from the soil. He took gardenias and roses and a few hybrid plants he'd never even bothered to name, placing them all in neat

I turned off my alarm clock at 4 am and pulled my tired ass out of bed. Standing there in the bathroom mirror for a minute to blow the cobwebs out of my head, I looked at myself and thought, why do I suddenly feel old? Oh yeah, I just turned 40 today. "Happy Birthday you old fart," I said to myself. I do not normally start my day this early, but I needed to get my workout in before starting work today. I had a meeting scheduled that would go through my normal lunch/workout time, so it is what it is. Overcome and adapt is what we were taught in my military days, but somehow, I am not sure that applied to office jockeys. The company I worked for really took care of its employees, and provided plenty of services for our well-being, including the awesome gym in the basement level of our high-rise building. Happy employees make for a happy workplace was their motto. Well, I just wished more people would use their facilities, I thought to myself, because there were quite a few gr

Most people believe bullies are cowards, and that the way to deal with them successfully is to stand up to them. Everyone knows if you stand up to a bully, he will immediately back down. In truth, while some bullies are cowards, others are just plain mean, and bully people because they enjoy it. Brandon was the second sort, as I came to find out. After that night, Brandon's treatment of me changed, and not for the better. He began coming by multiple times a night, often bringing some of the paperwork he was required to complete. He hated doing it, so it became my job to do it for him. Other times, he would come by just to make my life miserable. He instituted a new rule: every time he stopped by, I had to drop to my knees and kiss his boots immediately. After the beating he'd given me, I decided compliance was the better part of valor, no matter how humiliating it might be. One night, about a week after the first incident, Brandon showed up in the middle of my shift. He walke

New Friends and a Roommate, Ch. 2 Humming Bird Timothy woke up the next morning and was extremely hungry and hung over. He did his morning duties before dressing and heading to the kitchen for brunch as it was 10:30am. He opened the fridge and decided to eat the cold left over pizza he bought a few days ago for lunch and wash it down with a glass of orange juice. Once he was done he cleaned up and headed back to his bedroom to get his cell. He saw the USB drive sitting on top of the computer where he left it last night and wondered what could be on it. Timothy knew it couldn't be his because he only purchased sets of black and this one was hot pink; this definitely wasn't his. Timothy fired up his computer, plugged in the UBS device, and opened it. A screen shot of a Marine appeared on the screen firing rounds into the air. "I've never seen this game before," he said to himself. Next, wording appeared, "Strings of ammo shot from huge weapons." "In