My Girlfriend Convinced Me To Write This

Some backstory, for context. My mother was a first generation immigrant from Mexico. Across the river, not through immigration. She never got papers and worked as a maid cleaning office buildings. My father was an enforcer for the labor company that employed my mother. She was seventeen, and he had rights to any of the women he wanted. He got my mother pregnant, he was killed in a bar fight six months later. That's when my mother's life changed.

A woman, older than her took her in and I was born in that house. I grew up there. I went to a small school and high school at a girls school opened by a rich woman to help immigrant girls like me. I scored high on the SAT and the founder of the school gave me a scholarship to go to Baylor. A Baptist school. I met a girl there and we were friends and lovers for the first two years. My first girlfriend.

After college I got a job with a privately held company of 350 employees, 350 million in revenues. I went to work in financial reporting for a fifty year old woman. She introduced me around, and I met L, we became close and I moved in with her. I was really in love with her. She worked for a law firm and one of the partners paid for her apartment, and much more. She told me that if he wanted me I had to agree beforehand to go to him. I told my boss at work, she went parental and went to the founder of the company and he talked to me.

It was my first ever father the man talk. I literally peed my pants. He ordered my boss to move me, and separate me from my girlfriend. I was so upset at being broken up. After that my boss was my mother and the founder my father. I was 23. And lonely.

I am 29 now, I saw my girlfriend behind their backs, until she tried to give me to her Daddy.

I don't want sex with a man. But if I want to be supported I have to. My father figure is now my Daddy. My boss looks after me for him. I understand my girlfriend and now that I have my Daddy her Daddy doesn't try anything with me. My boss keeps very close tabs on me, she 'allows' me time with my girlfriend. When my Daddy wants me to be with him, I have to go.

During the work at home days I went back to my neighborhood to drive around. My mother died, her partner is still alive but very old. She doesn't approve of me, or how I live. I haven't been back to see her. I have another family now.