Being a Juvenile Probation Officer is Such A Rewarding Job
The fucking elevator is out of service, like always. You can always count on the Newark, NJ. dept. of public housing. As I knock on the door, I listen carefully, I can hear people inside. I knock again, louder. “It’s Juvenile Probation, I’m here to see Lawanda” I shout at the door, Knock, Knock. The door opens, before me stands a girl about 15 or so, baby on her hip. I look at the picture I have of Lawanda, and this girl Isn’t it. This girl is wearing a crop top with cut off jean shorts, she has very nice looking long legs and a her pert “A” cups look just right on her. Where’s Lawanda ?, I ask. After 15 minute’s of lies and bullshit I discover this is Lawanda’s sister, Lawanda is at …
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