ladiesinsole
10-09-2005, 5:08 AM
The start of a story, it would be nice if someone else could come up with the next part, then i will continue with part 3, and so on...
Johns mother was definetely old school, and she was a bit greedy as well, when John turned 18 she told him that he was going to be paying rent from then onwards.
John didn’t have the best paid job in the world, he worked as a sales assistant in a ladies shoe shop, although he was very bright, he had choosen this particular career path, as he had such a strong foot fetish.
He earned a meagre $300 a week, but was quite happy in his job, that was until is eightenth birthday, which coincidently was payday, when he came home from a hard day at the shoe shop, he had expected too be greeted with a happy birthday, a cake and maybe even a present. Instead he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table with a calculator, pen and pad.
She told him that now he was eighteen he had to start paying his way in the world, so he would have to pay for his board at her house, she told him as it was such a nice house, the rent would be $150 per week, he was flabbergasted, that was half his wages, so he protested, but she simply smiled and said that that was not all, as he had had his job for two years now, there was the little matter of back rent, she showed him her calculations:
2 years = 52 * 2 weeks = 104 Weeks
104 weeks * $150 rent = $15, 600
So she told him that he would also have to pay that off too, and she said that he should do it as quickly as possible, as it was not good to be in debt, and she said for that reason he would pay her $150 extra a week, that way he would be debt free and standing on his own two feet by the time he was 20.
John protested again saying that he would not have any money at all, as he only earned $300. His mother thought about this and then said, that he could also do work around the house and she would pay him for it, he asked how much, she thought about it, and then said $20 a week. He asked how much work he would have to do for that, and she said simply, you will have to do everything around here, and whatever else i ask of you.
He said that it would be like being her slave, she retorted ‘how do you think i have felt for the past eighteen years, but you wont be a slave as i was, no you are being paid, so you can think of it more as being my servant!’, and she laughed at this.
Johns mother was definetely old school, and she was a bit greedy as well, when John turned 18 she told him that he was going to be paying rent from then onwards.
John didn’t have the best paid job in the world, he worked as a sales assistant in a ladies shoe shop, although he was very bright, he had choosen this particular career path, as he had such a strong foot fetish.
He earned a meagre $300 a week, but was quite happy in his job, that was until is eightenth birthday, which coincidently was payday, when he came home from a hard day at the shoe shop, he had expected too be greeted with a happy birthday, a cake and maybe even a present. Instead he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table with a calculator, pen and pad.
She told him that now he was eighteen he had to start paying his way in the world, so he would have to pay for his board at her house, she told him as it was such a nice house, the rent would be $150 per week, he was flabbergasted, that was half his wages, so he protested, but she simply smiled and said that that was not all, as he had had his job for two years now, there was the little matter of back rent, she showed him her calculations:
2 years = 52 * 2 weeks = 104 Weeks
104 weeks * $150 rent = $15, 600
So she told him that he would also have to pay that off too, and she said that he should do it as quickly as possible, as it was not good to be in debt, and she said for that reason he would pay her $150 extra a week, that way he would be debt free and standing on his own two feet by the time he was 20.
John protested again saying that he would not have any money at all, as he only earned $300. His mother thought about this and then said, that he could also do work around the house and she would pay him for it, he asked how much, she thought about it, and then said $20 a week. He asked how much work he would have to do for that, and she said simply, you will have to do everything around here, and whatever else i ask of you.
He said that it would be like being her slave, she retorted ‘how do you think i have felt for the past eighteen years, but you wont be a slave as i was, no you are being paid, so you can think of it more as being my servant!’, and she laughed at this.