Mark η Marketass

Those years down Lakkos St. marked him. Two adults, four children, one bathroom, a leaving breathing bathroom joke. He had the moves, an athlete, more of a dancer. Got invited everywhere and went. Was a plus to the business, friendly, gregarious, all out to please. They all got an education, he did too. What was the football stars nick-name? That was his name too! He danced, felt the heat, liked the boy's touch more than the girls. Teaching male youth excited him, wormed in to coaching. Invited some other coaches in, it was a hit, his father kicked him out an hit the shut door behind him. Some wench was teaching English for Specific Purposes, and there was an opening for a permanent teaching job offered to a Greek garage mechanic with some kind of an education. All male student bodies at the Vocational Tech high school.   Shop teacher, permanent position, he went rabid! The Greek from Greece got a burial deep in slander, Markie-Markass got the job. Slimed up the social ladder too. Slander, false bravado, hypocritical sucking up got him places. When he took them he didn't know them any longer. The wench lost her education material, the informant/spy gave it to him. He got the promotion to direct Vocational Education, she was out! The Greek mechanic worked longer hours at the garage to bring up his kids, Markie-Markos had his summers off to travel to far away places with ever more rich exotic friends. What he liked best was Church Gym. Nine year olds with talent and ambition to play ball. Markie "played" them all, but when it came to Greek butt from Greece Markos-Marketass played a hands on game. Father Arnie always got fooled that Makie was a pillar of strength for the after school extra curriculars.  Who was to know Marketass kicked ass for his kinky jollies? When ha spoke to Father he was careful to conceal his heated passionate animosity for Greek boys from Greece. Once they saw him rough house some youth down the Voc gym, and he lost the coaching job. Roughness in interfering they said. He was calm in the classroom though, and down the church. He always had his summers off, and he could kick wenches from Greece in the teeth for good sport too! He was MARKIE-MAKIE-MARKOS-ONE HELL OF A MARKETASS

SHYSTER

Accounting was the chosen profession, but he lost count, after the  marriage. He was entrapped by a woman at the nightly trips to the boozzookia. The office next to his wedding  bed never saw him so the young partner took over the business, the  clientele, and the files, and soon moved to bigger and better quarters of her own. The abandoned wife threw his stuff out, rented the office next to the wedding bedchamber to someone else, and brought up their  son on her own.  He was entrapped by drugs, wrote bad checks, embezzled, went to jail, and came out a pizza delivery boy, at his uncles restaurant. The son became an accountant, hated the bank hours more than he hated the bank hourly pay rate, took a loan and left his mother's for a law school, where he did earn a degree. He was happy to have found new friends, to network with the in-crowd he thought, to build up a law practice. His mother's old friend was a stupid slut he thought, all that talk about women's issues and abuse. Yes, he would go and get in through the back door, and rape her all he wanted with all his mighty malice. He rather liked it...no chit chat... cheap rates... a good lay OF A DRUGGED WOMAN! HE FOLLOWED THE MAFIOSO UP THE STAIRS ON MORE THAT ONE OCCASION, THE TAPE WAS ROLLING, HE WAS TRAPPED.....TOO BIT MAFIA SHYSTER WITH A BANK STUDENT LOAN TO PAY OFF... HE WAS TRAPPED!!!!!!!!

PROSTITUTION!

MANDRESS' (THE ONE W/A GRK MARKET) EX ?AFTER HIS DIVORCE? FROM STACEY, FELL MADLY IN LOVE WITH KWLI THAT HAD FIVE ILLEGITS, AND LIVES NEXT DOOR TO ME. THEY USED TO STEAL FROM ME AND I USED TO CHANGE THE LOCKS IN SUMMER, SWELTERING, AND IN WINTER WHILE FREEZING. NOW THE REST OF THE JEWELS ARE IN THE SF DEPOSIT BOX, SO THEY HAVE STOLEN GRK PEOPLE'S COFFINS. BEING VERY HUNGRY, EVIL, AND LUSTFUL THEY RAPED ME AND ARE SELLING ME TO NIG, SPIK, ETC. WHILE THEY GIVE ME SOME TYPE OF ANESTHESIA. THE NIGS LAUGH HARD AT THE GRK HO, NOT ACTUALIZING THAT I AM A MULTIPLE RAPE VICTIM. THE POLICE LIKE "TAKING CARE" OF DERILICTS THAT HAVE NO DATES, AND PROMOTE THE RAPISTS (OTHER THAN GRG)!!!!!!!!!!!  NOW THAT GEORGE IS OUT, THEY LET HIM IN MY HOUSE WHEN I AM PASSED OUT, AND/OR LOCKED IN THE MASTER BEDROOM, BUT I AM AFRAID WHEN I WAKE UP EXTREMELY ABUSED, HE IS INVOLVED IN THE ACTION! I PRAY FOR GOD TO PUNISH THE EVIL CREEPS AS I DO NOT HAVE SUPPORT FROM ANYBODYBODY ELSE, AND CRY OUT: WHY