From Lesbian To Wife With Four Children

During college I had a couple of lesbian type relationships. First with my freshman roommate which lasted for two and half years, the last year with girl from Tennessee. When I got home I had pretty much decided that I was a lesbian, but my mother said nonsense, you just need the right man to fuck you. I couldn't believe she came on to me like that, especially telling me I needed a man to fuck me.

I was at a party for a high school friend that had announced her engagement and I was taken upstairs and royally fucked by one of her fiancé's friends. I walked downstairs with my self worth broken and my friend from high school told me 'it happens, suck it up'. I couldn't believe how casually she took it. I went home and told my mother. 'See, now you have a boyfriend'.

Well, I got pregnant. He wasn't interested in anything permanent, but he also came down on me about not getting an abortion. No baby of his was going to get aborted, all of a sudden he got religion. When I went through morning sickness, which was terrible, we had a fight and he told me that it wasn't anything that any other woman didn't go through. I called him names, and he called me a 'bitch', which is just the worst thing you can call a lesbian.

I had a dream one night, it was very real and it was me and four girls cooking in the kitchen. It was so real I woke up and felt I had been there. I told my mother and she told me nature was getting me ready to be a mother. And I needed to work on that boyfriend of mine to get married and have a house ready. We had a sit down discussion. Regardless of what he had to take financial responsibility. We were put on a schedule to date and get to know each other. I wasn't supposed to call him an asshole and he wasn't supposed to call me a bitch. He agreed eventually to get married, and we went looking for a house he could afford on his salary.

After the closing on the house we got married. I was already eight months and when I walked down the isle. A month later I was nursing. That dream came back to me in different forms, but always with four girls. As a card carrying lesbian I had to face my future. I was married, I had a daughter, I wasn't working, and I kept having a dream of four girls. Something was talking to me. My mother said NATURE is preparing you. My friend said GOD is calling to you to have children.

I have four children, three boys and one girl, the oldest. I live in a house in a subdivision near my parents and my husband got a job working for a friend of my father's. It's a factory that makes crates for dogs, he's the operations manager. It makes lots of money. My social life is with other women with families, I say I'm surprised that there are so many women with three or four or five kids. But once you are one of them, they come out of the woodwork. It's a mommy patrol every day, and someone is nursing. I get the pangs in me and dreams about having another one, but my husband says verboten. NO MORE CHILDREN. Fuck him, I'm getting pregnant.