- Joined
- Nov 3, 2009
- Posts
- 1,416
- Media
- 820
- Likes
- 7,402
- Points
- 618
- Age
- 34
- Location
- Ramsgate, England, GB
- Verification
- View
- Sexuality
- Pansexual
- Gender
- Male
Peter King was a daily mail reader, he thought all foreigners were scum, stealing jobs from hard working britih people like him.
peter was mid 30s, slim, his chin clean shaven, his hair perfectly combed to the side
it baffled his friends how peter could work in the job centre with all the people he disliked, as a beauracrat he relished in telling others they had no future, afterall the benefits they saught would come out of his hard earned money, as tax
it was peters job to speak to the 18-21 year olds about future job prospects, what they could do with their hard earned qualifications ("if they could even read!" peter would scoff) and try to find them job placements.
it was a dull friday afternoon when peters next victim came in, "Mr Hector however you pronounce that"
hector was 18 if a day, he was tall and slim, in the uniform of all dole babys, a nike hoody, a baseball cap and baggy adidas tracksuit bottoms above pristine white trainers
according to his notes hector had zero qualifications, and whilst he was british, having been born in islington, his parents were polish
"right hector, sit down please" peter said with what he hoped looked like a sincere smile, and not a grimace of disgust at this creature
"according to my notes you asked to see me to help you, now as a careers advisor its my job to help you try to get work in a sector you want, however i see here you have no qualifications, not even basic english or maths, you should be speaking to joanne, shes our training specialist"
"nah, i wanted to speak to you Mr King" hector smiled showing all his teeth
"oh really? and whys that?" peter asked
"i know what sector i want to work in, and im more the qualified" hector smiked grabbing his crotch absent mindedly, like all youths do
"what sectors that then?" peter asked
"porn" hector said bluntly
peter had to stop himself from laughing
"oh really hector? and what makes you think youd be any good in porn?"
"im bisexual, im attractive, my cock scares horses"
"that i dont believe!" peter scoffed, afterall british men have the biggest cocks!
hector shrugged stood up, and dropped his baggy tracksuit bottoms and pants, out flopped a big, thick uncut slab of meat, which slapped his leg obscenely
hector smirked at the middle aged bigot, whose sneer had turned to an open mouthed gasp, lust filling his eyes
peter king, like all bigots, was a cock sucker
peter was mid 30s, slim, his chin clean shaven, his hair perfectly combed to the side
it baffled his friends how peter could work in the job centre with all the people he disliked, as a beauracrat he relished in telling others they had no future, afterall the benefits they saught would come out of his hard earned money, as tax
it was peters job to speak to the 18-21 year olds about future job prospects, what they could do with their hard earned qualifications ("if they could even read!" peter would scoff) and try to find them job placements.
it was a dull friday afternoon when peters next victim came in, "Mr Hector however you pronounce that"
hector was 18 if a day, he was tall and slim, in the uniform of all dole babys, a nike hoody, a baseball cap and baggy adidas tracksuit bottoms above pristine white trainers
according to his notes hector had zero qualifications, and whilst he was british, having been born in islington, his parents were polish
"right hector, sit down please" peter said with what he hoped looked like a sincere smile, and not a grimace of disgust at this creature
"according to my notes you asked to see me to help you, now as a careers advisor its my job to help you try to get work in a sector you want, however i see here you have no qualifications, not even basic english or maths, you should be speaking to joanne, shes our training specialist"
"nah, i wanted to speak to you Mr King" hector smiled showing all his teeth
"oh really? and whys that?" peter asked
"i know what sector i want to work in, and im more the qualified" hector smiked grabbing his crotch absent mindedly, like all youths do
"what sectors that then?" peter asked
"porn" hector said bluntly
peter had to stop himself from laughing
"oh really hector? and what makes you think youd be any good in porn?"
"im bisexual, im attractive, my cock scares horses"
"that i dont believe!" peter scoffed, afterall british men have the biggest cocks!
hector shrugged stood up, and dropped his baggy tracksuit bottoms and pants, out flopped a big, thick uncut slab of meat, which slapped his leg obscenely
hector smirked at the middle aged bigot, whose sneer had turned to an open mouthed gasp, lust filling his eyes
peter king, like all bigots, was a cock sucker
