I grew up in a small rural town where there wasn't much to do. For the small kids there was sports or scouts or church, but for the teens there was nothing. So we hung out and got in trouble. That is how I got in trouble.

It all started one day when we were all just hanging around, this included me, my younger sister, my boy cousin, and the neighbor boy. My neighbor was the oldest of the four and he was the idea guy. The rest of just followed along. We had gone walking and found ourselves by the road and he decided that we should moon the trucks going by. We would stand beside the sign and when a truck was approaching we would all four drop our pants and turn out butts to the road. In return we got lots of long truck horns blowing as the truck would go down the road. I don't think any of those truck drivers realized that it was two early teen boys and two girls, 13 and 9.

Well after a while of dropping our pants, we decided to face each other with our pants down, and my neighbor decided to treat us to how he could get an erection so he masturbated until he was real hard and then called me over to show my cousin and my sister how to fuck. That is how we lost our virginity, on the grass beside the road in late summer on a hot afternoon with my cousin and my sister watching. It was a real fucking, with full penetration, with vigorous rhythm, and complete ejaculation. He pulled out and held my legs open so that my sister could see his cum dripping out. Something I couldn't see but my sister did and she still remembers it to this day.

We all swore ourselves to secrecy. We knew that what we had done was not a good idea and that everyone was going to get in trouble if we talked.

After that I was my neighbor's girlfriend and he had full privileges. Today it seems pretty stupid, but that summer I was his girlfriend and part of being his girlfriend is that he got those privileges. So my sister got to witness many more sessions of sex. The one good thing is that we told my cousin that he better not try it with my sister because she was only nine.

When school started our time was filled up with school activities, the more activities that there were the more we got signed up for. This cut into our together time, so when we got together, we almost always had sex. I would say that at that time we were having sex three or four times a week.

By Thanksgiving there was no hiding it any more, I was four months pregnant, and my belly was popping out, I couldn't close my pants any more, which is why I had been wearing dresses. Not that anyone but me noticed, because even my little sister hadn't picked up on it. I had a nice little round belly and my belly button was beginning to stretch.

It was my grandmother who had come from Iowa that noticed, she noticed the moment she came in the door. She asked my mother right in front of me, my sister and my father it I was pregnant. My mother's reaction was NO, and not only NO, but Hell No. My grandmother looked at me one more time and said 'this girl is pregnant'. That is how it became public knowledge.

I was allowed to stay in school until the winter break, but after than I was put on a correspondence course and I stayed home until I gave birth. Giving birth was not all that difficult, a little pain, but mostly I just felt constipated, and then the baby was out. Giving birth was easy, becoming a mother was not. Not because I couldn't do the things that the baby needed, but because I didn't take responsibility. It was my little sister that took responsibility. But since we all lived at home, my mother took full responsibility and the baby survived.

This baby is of course now a grown woman and getting along pretty well. My sister learned from this event to be careful, and my daughter is straighter than an arrow, she wasn't going to do anything.

Parenting was hard, especially because I did not know what I was doing, even if I was continuously being taught about breastfeeding, bottles, solid foods, I did not get it. So my mother was the one that was really responsible.

Why am I telling this story, well because maybe someone will read it and figure out that bored kids hanging around are going to do it. I did it, my sister did it, and my daughter did it, except that my sister and daughter used protection, ever if their boy friends refused to do their part. My mother could have stopped all that nonsense by just giving me the pill. But a good talking too was deemed satisfactory, clearly it wasn't.

I confess freely that when I started having sex I did not understand the responsibility, I was his girlfriend and that is what girlfriend's do. You might be asking what happened to my neighbor, well he went off to college and found and married a sweetheart from Connecticut and they live there now. I lived with my mother until my little sister got married and I moved in with her and her new husband until I found a man to marry me. There were some long years waiting for a man to come for me, because finding a man who wanted a teen parent was not the easiest thing to find. There was a long dry spell between getting pregnant and the next time I had sex, that was my punishment.