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I contemplate the stately house while collecting myself. As an introvert, doing these yearly audits almost makes me want to quit my job.
One woman thought I was actually there to mummify her. I jokingly told her that I left my Canopic jars at home… She slammed the door in my face, locked it, and refused to open it again. The IRS had to send someone else to audit her.
Im wheezing
“And Chet is like a son to me. I consider him family—and you tore it apart!”
Burn her
“Mom, where's all the money that I set aside quarterly for taxes?” The line goes silent. I pull back to make sure we haven’t lost connection—or the more probable reason, that she hung up on me. Nope. Still connected. “Mom?” “Listen, honey, Chet needed help getting back on his feet—and who could blame him after the way that you took him through the wringer?” My eye twitches. “You…gave my tax money to my ex?!” “He's disabled! Fern, are you really so heartless?”
I dont care if hes bedridden FUCK HIM AND YOU
Where my dad was infinitely kind, my mom is the opposite—she doesn't do anything for free, even for her own daughter. Hell, I’m convinced she treats strangers better than me.
Ok so why is she your tax lady... Dont be dumb
My keen hearing picks up on the sound of the steel ball pierced through the tip brushing against the metal of my zipper.
Excuse me o.O
Out of nowhere, I growl, “Tell me I'm a good boy.”
IM WHEEZING
My canines snap, sinking into the delicate layers of her skin.
o.O huuuuh
“Ladies are allowed pleasure. I was raised that all women are ladies, and not in the way that puts societal restrictions on the term. Rather, one where men show women respect—you are the backbone of society and that position demands everyone’s highest regard.”
SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK
My mom, my ex, and a monstrous tax auditor all walk onto my porch…
Time for a drink sweetie
If not for my father's dying wishes, she and I might not have our strained relationship at all, but Dad asked me to be the bigger person.
Girl hes dead fuck his dying wish
"The mark of an Anubis on their mate is permanent."
Oopsies
“Headquarters? The IRS isn’t a villainous government entity.
Idk about that one
To Anubis, offspring are sacred—a privilege, not a right. A parent’s role is to nurture their cub into their happiest self.
Period!
She’s a queen, holding her head high and exuding sunshine from her soul. I want to bottle it up and carry it around with me forever.
“Tune them out. Their gossip isn't your truth.”
“Who do you work for?” Even though I know she’s just making small talk, I don’t want to say for Fern’s sake. “Actually, I’m not at liberty to say.” This brings the older woman up short. “Are you a spy?!” My mouth drops open in shock as I try to get the words out denying the accusation, but Francine just cackles. “Don’t worry—your secret is safe with me! Ooo, boy, these next sixty days are going to be interesting! It’s been a while since this town has seen anything to shake it up.”
Haaaaaaaaa
“New things can be scary, but mostly because you’re projecting your past fears on them.
<3
On the other, every Anubis experiences some form of dyslexia.
Percy that you?
“Are you too stupid to know I’m insulting you?” “Oh, no, I understood, but since your insult was incorrect, I figured I would help you sound more intelligent. It’s ironic, really.”
Love a sexy brain
Fully acknowledging the stupidity of my actions, I pick Fern’s ex up by the scruff of his collar and toss him on his ass in her front yard.
ahhhhhhhhhhhh
“This is Deputy Jenson. We just got word that Fern’s café is also on fire.”
as i said BURN THE MOM NEOW AND THE EX
“Are you kidding me? Eckert said I was the only woman he took here!” “Oh, please! Eckert was a whore,” Francine says succinctly, and Seraphina loses her cool.
The cold liquid splashes over my pussy and thighs, and I shiver at the contact as it slowly drips into places I’m not sure syrup should go…
Girl your ph is all sorts of fucked
