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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 25
One Mistake, Followed By Another, Now We Are Married, We Are Mothers
I attended a wedding of a college friend in Mexico City. I stayed in her home. We were 'friends', but once married I had to accept her choice. What we had in college, had to stay in college. She had a baby inside her.
During the after party, after the bride and groom had left, I sat alone, my heart hurting. A friend of her husband kept trying to get me to party, I didn't want to, I wanted to be alone and cry. My grief right then was overwhelming.
I went upstairs to the bathroom, when I walked out he was there, and he pushed me into the bedroom I was sleeping in. He talked, but he also acted, and I was no longer dressed, and he was on top of me. I felt his thing, then he found my vagina and all pretensions were over. I got pregnant on my true love's wedding night.
I kept it to myself, went out if town on 'business', and took care it. I grieved terribly, regretted it completely, but rationalized I was neither old enough, nor financially able. It haunts me.
At work I reached the point of breaking and I confessed to my supervisor. I confessed like you confess in church, 'Father for I have sinned, I m****red my baby'. Confession didn't help me. My supervisor told me, I had to make amends and have a baby. Seeing as I was unlikely to have a relationship with a man, my supervisor agreed to do me. I got pregnant, and he insisted I marry him.
Like my friend, I married a man and I was pregnant. A marriage of convenience, with no intimacy. I called my friend, pleaded with her to come back to me.
She remains married, has two kids already. I'm married, and I've had to permit intimacy. He wants a second child, for our son's sake. I'm 'debating'.
I know I will give in, I know it's my destiny. Like it or not, accept it or not, I'm married and a mother. And my true love is also married and a mother. I never thought I would end up like this. I sinned, the most terrible sin imaginable. I can only make amends one way. I will give in. I have given in. He can have my body. But my heart is with my friend, it's always been with her.
During the after party, after the bride and groom had left, I sat alone, my heart hurting. A friend of her husband kept trying to get me to party, I didn't want to, I wanted to be alone and cry. My grief right then was overwhelming.
I went upstairs to the bathroom, when I walked out he was there, and he pushed me into the bedroom I was sleeping in. He talked, but he also acted, and I was no longer dressed, and he was on top of me. I felt his thing, then he found my vagina and all pretensions were over. I got pregnant on my true love's wedding night.
I kept it to myself, went out if town on 'business', and took care it. I grieved terribly, regretted it completely, but rationalized I was neither old enough, nor financially able. It haunts me.
At work I reached the point of breaking and I confessed to my supervisor. I confessed like you confess in church, 'Father for I have sinned, I m****red my baby'. Confession didn't help me. My supervisor told me, I had to make amends and have a baby. Seeing as I was unlikely to have a relationship with a man, my supervisor agreed to do me. I got pregnant, and he insisted I marry him.
Like my friend, I married a man and I was pregnant. A marriage of convenience, with no intimacy. I called my friend, pleaded with her to come back to me.
She remains married, has two kids already. I'm married, and I've had to permit intimacy. He wants a second child, for our son's sake. I'm 'debating'.
I know I will give in, I know it's my destiny. Like it or not, accept it or not, I'm married and a mother. And my true love is also married and a mother. I never thought I would end up like this. I sinned, the most terrible sin imaginable. I can only make amends one way. I will give in. I have given in. He can have my body. But my heart is with my friend, it's always been with her.
