I went to the hospital a while ago for a mental breakdown I had, and when I got out, they gave me an assistant to help me with day to day tasks, like eating and gambling.
Over time, me and this assistant got really close.
One day, I was taking a bath and she was helping me.
One look in her eyes and I knew it was game on. And I ended up getting the best head of my life, no joke.
And it was great while it lasted, which wasn’t very long, because things got real weird, real fast. my dad walked in.
Yea. And I soon learned that it is very, very not ok to have relations with your assistant.
All because of this Romeo and Juliet ordeal, lovers who cannot be, I am forever from having a service animal again.