I had a meth head room mate who wanted some help. After staying in my home for six months, rent free she threw dog shit at my husband's head so I figured she was cheating on her meth-free diet. I went through her room and found heroin, meth, and bonus surprise mystery pills. We decided to kick her out and she came back and tried to rob us while I was home. I had to buy rubber boots to clean the needles out of the room she was staying in.

To preface this next story: my husband and I are in an open relationship as far as he's concerned. The rules are, I don't want to see it and I want to approve of the person to basically make sure they're not disgusting.

After kicking the meth head out we got another female roommate who happened to work with me. This girl has two kids by two different fathers and frequently slept around. She didn't have any furniture for her room so she took put old mattress when we got a new one and just slept on it with no sheets. She only showered once every week and a half. My husband decides he wants to fuck her or get a blow job or whatever and I was not into that. A couple of days later I come home from work and they are going at in on the couch that's five feet from the front door. Sigh. A few months later after fucking all of the neighbors in our apartment block she finds out she's pregnant and we kick her out because there is no way I'm dealing with her kid since she doesn't deal with the other two. It's now three years later and she has a total of five kids, three of which she's given up for adoption. What a winner. I'm super glad I get to fuck her every time my husband wants sex.