I Think My Mom Is Sleeping With Her Married Boss

THE DIRTY ARMY: Nik, I could really use your help. There have been times where I have come home and my mom and my mom’s bosses cars will be parked out in the front. Pretty normal right? WRONG. A couple of times I went up stairs and both of them were in the bedroom with the door closed. At first I didn’t think anything of it but then this was happening more often. My mom’s boss also owes her a lot of money, this has been happening for years but she still stays because I’m pretty sure she has an emotional attachment to him. P.S. They also work at a daycare so that makes it even weirder.
You need to set up a hidden camera in your Mom’s bedroom.- nik










why would you post this… what are you hoping to gain?
Nik wrote this to get more viewers its called blog marketing
So what? If ur mom wants to be a skank let her be one. She is a grown ass horrible woman
great advice nik, i doubt the poster is the owner of the house and all your advice will do is get her popped for voyeurism or whatever you call it in the states.
i think your idea of this thread blowing up turned into a huge fail
The only reason to have your boss in your bedroom is if you are trying to get a promotion the fast way, your Mom’s a slut. Tell your Dad so he can move on with his life.
“You need to set up a hidden camera in your Mom’s bedroom.- nik”
No.
You need to move out and leave your mother alone.
Other than this being fake, this dumb bitch needs to mind her own business. Since when do you have a say in who your mom blows. Other than that, “I didn’t think much of it”. What, are you retarded, you do know what grown ups do behind closed doors don’t you. You must be the dumbest bitch alive.
Well said Keith. I actually agree with you.
stfu keith. Her Dad has a right to know so does the wife of the married man. your obviously a dirty cheating pig. cheaters sticking up for cheaters
hey ;kl;; you really believe this shit?? Did the easter bunny come see you last month too??
this was actually from an entry from Dear Prudence published on Slate.com. Just read it yesterday. That, my friend, is called plagiarism.