What kind of employment, eunuch?

[twodeadnuts (imported)]

If you have some interest in mortuary work, (make up and such) there are schools that provide training in this field. Contact local mortuaries to obtain direction and guidance. With the upcoming aging of "babyboomers" there are going to be millions of deaths in the next 10 plus years. mortuary work is bound to be a growing industry and one with job security and if it interests you then look into it.

[chilliwilli (imported)]

Just don't fuck your life away

[twaddler (imported)]

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i want to do makeup for deceased people. i wonder if there is a school for that?

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My friend is going to school to do something like that. Mortuary Sciences, I think.

[OneBallBoi (imported)]

I think Mortuary Science has to be the most secure employment there. Everyone has to die eventually.

[jemagirl (imported)]

What about harem operator?

Dictionary

harem |ˈhe(ə)rəm; ˈhar-|

noun

1 the separate part of a Muslim household reserved for wives, concubines, and female servants.

2 the wives (or concubines) of a polygamous man.

• a group of female animals sharing a single mate.

ORIGIN mid 17th cent. (sense 1) : from Arabic ḥaram, ḥarīm, literally ‘prohibited, prohibited place’ (hence ‘sanctuary, women's quarters, women’ ), from ḥarama ‘be prohibited.’

[homptydumpty (imported)]

I swear i wont fuck my life away! However sometimes i feel like the god of fuck~

To be within a harem would be interesting....

Mortuary cosmetology or mortuary science is what i will do, this is my calling. i was up all night reading about it!

Another thought for me was to join the navy or some service to obtain the money i need for school. it seems ti look like mortuary school is 2-4 years or training...

[OneBallBoi (imported)]

I agree that this is clear workplace discrimination, but the legal status would depend on the laws of the particular state.

My guess is that Hompty has a strong case in his state. OBB is now retired, so it's too late for what I know would have been a valid case in his state. There's always the question of how much pain one is willing to endure to file the suit, however. The employer can make it very painful....

It would never be my style to sue or turn anyone to the courts. I have always been very easy going and been walked all over and used by most of my employers. I have been used by most everywhere and my life is nearly over so what is the big deal.

[chilliwilli (imported)]

I swear i wont fuck my life away! However sometimes i feel like the god of fuck~

To be within a harem would be interesting....

Mortuary cosmetology or mortuary science is what i will do, this is my calling. i was up all night reading about it!

Another thought for me was to join the navy or some service to obtain the money i need for school. it seems ti look like mortuary school is 2-4 years or training...

Humpty,

Now what exactually do you swear on? And what do you swear of and do you rage when you swear or is it more of a wimper? A pathetic whimper. A weak exhaulation of air in the the valley of darkness. You so willing to join with your captor with no WILL TO FIGHT, no WILL TO LIVE, no sense of a future? A sense that only comes later, a continuos spiraling cheap domestic spat!

I know a young man who broke his chains of bondage, quite literally (at least a pair of standard issue hand cuffs placed by the local PD). OHH, and I have the police report to prove it. But that my boy is another story for another day.

But, since you mentioned the military, and you are ohhh so cute and skinny, I will tell you one of my tales. A recent tale from not so long ago, that actually, well, starts just around the corner. It all started just around the corner from you infact. In a nice neighborhood, in the cleanest most educated land that turned into hell. But I grew up in hell, a secure hell with a gate, with security and a mother that only Walt Disney could imagine. Imagine and share with the rest of us. And a little glimpse of evil that's what the people like, right? Off to the theatre for a little entertainment. Right?

But what if it wasn't a theater, and the screen had four walls and a little fear was a full blown panic, would you become an animal to survive or would you escape into fantasy, or perhaps a bit of both? How would that affect the development of your senses?

But I was never a sleeping beauty in that sense, and the only time the witch defended me was the day the sisters gave me the makeover. I will always remember that day. The witch came home saw her little eunuch decked out in drag and became furious. Furious, is really not quite correct though. Her spirit left her body, flew about the house found the girls, returned to her physical state and berated them, but they were never spanked, never spanked that day or whipped like I was. And in this case I was not whipped she gently removed the masscara and lip stick then calmly sent me into the shower.

...Ohh yes, I was cute and precious like you once upon a time when I left hell errr...home. Cute and skinny, physically anyway, with the soothing pressence of a pit viper and the tenacity of a pitbull. Crack cocaine was at it's height and I was homeless. Homeless with the developmental age of a five year old, in a land where demons fueled with the fires that only modern man could stoke, soared the skys and roamed the lands. Armed and high or hopeless on crack. How I wished I could just be hip and away from where I was. Perhaps with enough encouragement I could be hip and cool bent over with an otherwise bored couple enjoying the fruits I had to offer. But no, these demons were searching for prey, prey just like you.

But I was lethal, the witch had trained me to fear no man, and I was an animal now with testosterone surging threw my veins. In the demons burning little world, the world built thousands of years ago, the one that is collapsing right before our eyes, they feared the wild. Ever get that close to a wild animal? And the dreams of getting life in prison eventually faded.

Perhaps I'll tell you more of this tale, but I really do need to load my truck.

I must go to work and fill my time taking care of the sick but mostly spoiled. DAMN GLUTTONS!!!! And Tomorrow I do some work on my sister's while my heart yearns for a loving intelligent witch, one who would keep me for herself, apprecaite what I do, and do not have, and let me lay in her lap in her beautiful home.

GOD BLESSED

Chilli

[plix (imported)]

You do realize that even as a eunuch, and let alone a transsexual, you cannot join the military? According to Jesus eunuchs can join as officers, which I did not know. But the transsexual status will still preclude that option.

I am like you and cannot make up my mind on a career. With only a year left in school, I don't have much time left. I hope both of us are able to find something that keeps us entertained at least

[twaddler (imported)]

But the transsexual status will still preclude that option.

Not to mention I can't imagine anything about military service that would make the experience worthwhile. :/