I was really starting to regret talking to my high school bullies at our ten-year reunion. Also wishing I hadn't brought my wife. Or booked that convenient hotel room so close to the banquet hall.
My mom took up tutoring my bully but every time he comes over I end up having to do his school work for him while he spends all his time in the back room with my mom.. she doesn't even charge him like she does the other kids she tutors.
You let your old high school bully crash at your house after he fell on some hard times; it was a gesture of good will to bury the hatchet. You decide to check the nanny cam in the living room while you’re at work to see what he’s up to—and there he is wi
