Dumpster

Erica and Bex were standing in front of Alivia's mirror touching up their make-up and fixing their hair when Alivia came out of the bathroom. Erica eyed her up and down and shook her head. "Is that what you're wearing?" Erica asked. Alivia nodded. "Well," Bex said, rolling her eyes. "We don't have time to wait for you to change that gaudy jogging suit. The boys are waiting downstairs for us.” Bex walked to Alivias’ bedroom door and opened it. “Come on, Erica, I seriously have to get out of…

A typical Friday night for me consisted of throwing a bag of popcorn in the microwave and watching a season or two of my favourite show on Netflix. Or, if I really needed to, I would catch up on some paperwork. I didn’t really go out to party or have dates lined out the door. I know, exciting right? But I was practically married to my job, so any down time I got was precious. So, being the hermit I am, how did I find myself sitting in what might be the fanciest restaurant in the world at that…

Awakened in a white and black bed, in a white and black room, while wearing white and black clothes. A boy, aged about ten years with fair skin, black hair and black eyes. He sits up, fumbling carefully with the white blanket draped upon him. He turned his head to the left wall which was closest to him, and sees a painting of a gray flower. Then turning towards the right he sees a white wall with a black door. He doesn’t move from his spot. Not now, it just didn’t feel right. He’ll do it when…

If your apartment complex, home or business uses a dumpster, it is vital that you teach your children how to be safe while around a dumpster. Here are a few things you need to teach your children in order to ensure that they know how to act safely when near a dumpster. Explain To Your Kids How To Use A Dumpster First, you need to explain to your kids the purpose of a dumpster. Explain to your children that a dumpster is basically a big trash can that businesses use for all the trash that they…

Dumpster divers can be the bane of a business owner's existence. While they are out there rifling through your dumpster under the cover of darkness (or often even in broad daylight,) they can leave behind a mess that you have to send one of your employees out to clean up. Not only is this frustrating, but it is ultimately costing your money when it comes to wasted time your staff could be using to do their actual job instead. Unless it is specifically prohibited by local regulations, dumpster…

In a short story written by Lars Eighner, “On Dumpster Diving,” Eighner describes the period in his life when he had to scavenge dumpsters for his daily necessities. He stated, “Students throw out many good things, including food” (718). He visited college dumpsters during students’ breaks because few students or people in general, who have homes, clothes, and food, think that others living on the Earth…

“On dumpster diving” by lars Eighner and “Working at Wendy’s by Joe Franklin relates with the pride that Eighner found while living a life as a dumpster; the shame and humiliation that Franklin felt while working at Wendy’s. Eighner, who along with his dog Lizbeth went out for dumpster diving found himself in a emotionally stable state while Franklin wasn't in that state because according to his study he did, working at a food court wasn't his area of work but he has no choice as he wanted some…

Gilbert is fighting with his cousin. Again. Said cousin's wife is not paying attention and carrying all the bags, as the two men walk down the street in front of her, bickering. Elizaveta sighs, the warm moisture turning opaque in the cold air. Her feet keep slipping on the patches of ice that coat the path, but of course neither of her companions notice, let alone offer to help. "Red light," she says loudly. When they don't stop, she squeezes in between them and blocks their path. "It would…

“I finally have everything I need to get this to work!” Melinda Grovers said excitedly as she sat on her bed in front of a small altar. Yes, you guessed right! She was a witch! She has been one since she was a sophomore in high school. However, she was neither into black or white magic, but both-determined to be what was called grey magic: the practice of both, neither good nor bad. What her altar contained was a medium size tray under a somewhat small cauldron. A pink fabric cut into a heart…

Gabrielle groaned in protest as Tom teased her about being a whore. She wanted to stop, to just scream and make this all end, but his threat to her let her know he expected her to do everything he said. With a whimper, her grip around his and John's cocks tightened, trying to stroke them with a little bit more force as she was being face fucked. Though whatever form of coordination she had was fading as Eric fucked her throat like none of the other guys had done before. He pounded it down her…