Me and our new junior House Manager decided to give this resident the full treatment. We marched into his room and woke him out of bed. He had one of those fucking annoying smirks on his face, like we couldn’t do anything to him. That really got us going, and before too long that smirk was wiped off of his face completely. When he began sucking one of our cocks, you could already see in his face that he was planning on how to get the hell out of there.

Boys Halfway House: This resident tries to act like he’s a model for everyone to follow. He doesn’t preach or moralize, but just his attitude reeks of condescension towards the others. He didn’t fool any of the House Managers, though. We knew his game, and we had the trump card. After a spot piss test, he flunked (as we expected). These fuckers think they can hide their issues and behaviors from the rest of the world, but they can’t. Their attempt at retreat usually ends up in failure. This dumb teenager is no exception.

We got a new resident this week. He is a pretty boy for sure: blond hair, bright blue eyes, an innocent demeanor, and an appropriately deferential attitude. I’d read his enrollment report and figured out just what kind of guy he was before I even met him. Lots of talent and expectation early on, falls in with some friends who lead him astray, thinks he will never get caught. Then his grades start falling and he barely manages to graduate. He’s disappointed his parents and fucked up just enough that they are worried. So they send him to our humble House. Even though he reeks of entitlement he’ll probably get a long just fine.

From the minute I met this resident, I knew he was going to be complicated. By all outward appearances, he is a stand up guy. But he has issues deep down, and I’m sure the substances were somehow a way of him trying to relieve it all. Unfortunately, that route doesn’t get you anywhere in life. Although he’s from the Bible Belt, and he can recite verses off of the top of his head, he’s really just a redneck who’d rather be out muddin’ than sitting in a pew. He’s also an athlete, which is a bonus for us House Managers when it comes time for some personal attention.

This little prick hadn’t been in the House very long when he was already rubbing everyone the wrong way. Lazy, dirty, and dim-witted, no one even felt sorry for him. He didn’t come from the best of backgrounds. Where I grew up in the Midwest, kids liked him lived in those trailer parks on the edge of town – with the run down cars and homes falling apart.

One of our residents went AWOL a few weeks ago, and to tell you the truth I wish he wouldn’t have called us and asked us to pick him up. Apparently he had gone on a bender and somehow he wound up six hours away, penniless and messed up.