Too Young To Deal With All This

Five years ago over Christmas break my parents let me know they weren't paying for my college any more, took the keys to the car I was driving, told me I could keep my room but I had to pay rent, I had a curfew, etc. In short I was grounded on a leash. Why? A tik tok video of me kissing with another girl.

I got a job working at our neighborhood pizza place, walking distance, worked till ten so I could be home before my eleven pm curfew. My computer was monitored, my Dad put all sorts of 'locks' on websites I couldn't go to, for example Facebook. He is the CIO at a large company and has tools no one else has.

At work there was this a cook, Manuel. He's trash, but he gladly gave me sex in the store room. Not pleasant by any means, sweaty and gross. It never crossed my mind that I might catch something. I did, a nasty STD. I had no choice but to tell my mother and get her to help me see the right doctor. We kept this from my Dad.

My mother took 'charge'. A Church friend of hers had a son finishing medical school. She set me up, and in six months we were married so I could leave with him for residency. I registered in the college in town. He messed up with a nurse and confessed all over the place, down on his knees begging for forgiveness. It was pathetic. I told him that if he had the balls to cheat then man up and own it, not grovel at my feet. I lost all respect for him. Give me Manuel.

I finished my degree, divorced my husband, I'm living with a roommate, another girl who wants to mate with another girl. It's just better sex. A lot better. I agree that I'm rebounding, but God help me, a man on his knees crying because he fucked a nurse! I need Manuel.

Not really. At least I didn't get pregnant.