Straight Female / 30
Arranged Marriage American Style
I lived in a rental with my mother and father. The rental was owned by the family my mother works for as a housekeeper. My father works for the USPS. I was fourteen, the 'son' in question turned sixteen. I was encouraged to marry him.
He wanted me, always did since I was seven when I first met him. Now he was sixteen and not having me with him was driving him crazy. I stood with my father, in hours I would not be a virgin. Two words, I do. What if I said no?
I said I do, I lost my virginity. I moved to his house, his mother's first daughter. I sat at the main dining room table, my mother served me. My mother folded my clothes and put them in the drawers. My mother called me Ms. Alison. I was no longer her daughter.
He wanted me, always did since I was seven when I first met him. Now he was sixteen and not having me with him was driving him crazy. I stood with my father, in hours I would not be a virgin. Two words, I do. What if I said no?
I said I do, I lost my virginity. I moved to his house, his mother's first daughter. I sat at the main dining room table, my mother served me. My mother folded my clothes and put them in the drawers. My mother called me Ms. Alison. I was no longer her daughter.
