I'm Going Straight For A While, With A Man And A Baby

I worked with a Mexican girl, for this story Alma, who was an avid gym rat like me. We worked out together, and when it was shower time we washed each other's hair, and lathered up our boobies. Maybe, just maybe, under the shower we kissed each other. If falling in love was an option, maybe just maybe that's how we felt about each other.

We were young and impressionable, we went dancing, and spent Saturday afternoon at the Spa for Brazilians. Her 'badge' fell out of her purse one afternoon after sharing dinner at my apartment, Alma wasn't 'Alma', she was undercover. She didn't like girls, not like I did, she wasn't Mexican. In a few minutes, my world fell apart, I had been lied to.

I ran into the arms of a work friend, walked away pregnant. I sat by myself and decided to keep it. Go through with it. Have the baby. He paid for everything. He helped name the baby. He rejected Alma, he wanted Suzie. Her name is Suzie. I agreed to be a 'good mother'.

Alma, I can't use her real name. walked back into my life, she told me she went back to paperwork if I agreed to get back together. I have a man now, and I have a baby, her name is Suzie.