I Ended Up With A Man Like The Men I Grew Up With

I went to college to be able to support myself and to do a job I liked. In my hometown women lost their virginity young and had children young and the man they had children with never married them. I'm talking about a steel town, the east end, and if anyone is from that type of town you understand why I went to college.

I won't say I was innocent when I went to college, I lost my virginity at 14 to an older cousin and he loaned me to his friends. I escaped getting pregnant because my other cousin, a girl, got me on birth control because I was sexually active. I had brains, that's what got me to graduate and into college.

In my freshman year, two weeks there I was taken into a room and made to perform oral and vaginal sex with this guy, the following morning anal sex. He had all my holes and that made me his girlfriend, his as in his. He liked me in my underwear, watching me vacuum, That's the kind of guys from where I grew up.

I got out of college and I got a job working for big company downtown and then got transferred to the home office out of state. I had a new life there, no one knew about me or about how the girls are from where I grew up. I watched tv and read magazines and asked the ladies at the department stores how I should dress. I practiced my talking, I took lessons in speech so I wouldn't sound like I was from the other side of tracks. I bought a nice purse and a pair of fake diamond studs. I did not suck cock and I did not fuck. I kept this to myself.

A man from work started to pay attention to me and he was nice, we went out on dates, I met his friends and when his parents were in town he took me to dinner with them. I told my friend about my family but never let him meet them for obvious reasons. After a year of dating him I let him have sex and I oopsed myself into being pregnant so he would marry me.

Only after I got married did he meet my brother and they did not get along. My brother thought he was a sissy and my husband thought my brother was criminal. My brother got drunk the night before he left and he screwed my husband right up the ass and made him suck his cock. Turns out my husband was a sissy, it took my brother to prove it to him.

I was on my own again, with a child. I got child support and all but I was still alone. I met this man at a birthday party for a little friend of my son's in day care. He looked familiar. He wasn't polite or nice, he took me by the neck and lorded it over me. After he screwed me he asked me if I knew who he was. He was from my hometown, one of the guys in my high school and he always wanted a piece of me and now he had it. I had to like it, he had me and wasn't giving me up.

He makes fun of my ex husband and calls him a sissy. He is the one who takes my son to ball practice and is at all his games. He eats what I cook and doesn't complain. In return he gets me and I do his housework just like the girls in my hometown are taught growing up. He works for an exterminator company and I have a job that pays more than he earns so we live in a nice enough house. I never tell anyone that I earn more than he does. When he went into the Marines he got himself a vasectomy so my son is the only son he is going to have. And he is my son's real dad, his biodad is not into sports or any masculine activities now that he is an open sissy.