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My Real Job In College

Written by j garbonne

People always told me I was good-looking, but it was a comment I never took seriously. I remember when I was a little boy how my aunts and my mom's friend's would repeatedly say "È così ragazzo bello!"..."He's such a beautiful boy!"

After I turned thirteen, my mom's friends started giving me too much attention, and my mother would often get into arguments with them and little by little her friends stopped visiting us. My father thought it was funny and he would often tell me, when we were alone together, "You will never had problems making love to any woman you want, but a man must always work! A man without a job is nothing! Don't allow women to make you lazy and weak!"  But, of course, I didn't listening to my father and I went go sexual conquests that would have made Casanova proud. While I was at it, I damn near broke my mother's heart.

From the age of thirteen to my twenty-first birthday I had slept with 97 girls and women. I wrote down the names in a notebook I kept. I never worked because the girls and women gave me money, bought me clothes, etc. When I turned eighteen one of my mom's friends bought me a new jeep. I swore to my mother that I didn't have sex with her, but I did...about twenty times. 

Somehow I made it to college...a really great but expensive school. "You must get a job" my father warned me. "If you don't get a job while you're in college, you will end up a bum, living off the kindness of women! Your good looks will not last forever!"

"I'm willing to start from anywhere" I told the president of a fairly large company. He was a friend of my father. "The truth is...I am very corruptible and I am willing to do anything to move up in your company". The words just came from my mouth, naturally, and I didn't think nothing of it.

"I'm pleased to hear you say that" the president of the company said with a sly smile. "I want you to meet my wife. She admires ambitious young men. Could you have dinner with us tonight?"

The president of the company was around fifty but his wife was twenty-seven, at the time. She was once a model in Italy and had met the president while he was in Rome on vacation. Well, anyway, I went to the president's home only to discover she wasn't there. After drinking and smoking cigarettes with him, he laid it all on the line.

"I want you to have sex with my wife" The president began with a light smile. "The truth of the matter is...I'm too old for her and she needs sex often. I'm a busy man with a world of responsibilities I have to tend to. Do not misunderstand me...I love my wife. I will pay you three-thousand dollar a month to have sex with my wife. Your father asked me to give you a job, and I am offering you a job. And since you are corruptible, as you put it...I am sure this is a secret you can keep from your father"

My mother was relieved that I had a job that would keep me too busy from sinning and my father was happy that I had taken his warning to heart. For four years I hid my secret from my family and friends. After I graduated from college, the president's wife divorced him and married me a year later. It is a secret that I have kept to this day.

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0 #1 One Word — Just_My_Thoughts 2010-07-22 12:53

I only have one word for this....AWESOME!

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