Capeter~~2~~ Oh yea I never what was his name?
I eventually pushed the water melon from my lemon only to discover what had supposed to be a female melon was a male instead. Are you beginning to appreciate the irony of my life? I am the girl that had sex one time, only once I tell you, and I get pregnant. I had been in college for a year when I got “knocked up” as my dad calls it. My best friend Lisa and I were headed a frat party she was getting onto me because I was still a virgin. “Emmie” she complained “Tonight you need to get your ass drunk find a hottie and screw his brains out. My god woman you are a freaking rocker chick you play in a sexy all girl band named the “pussy cats” you have guys after you all gods time which you choose to ignore because according to you music is all you need.”
“Lisa I can’t go to this party pick out a random dude led him in a back room pull his clothes off then proceed to do the dirty with him.”
“Why the hell can’t you do exactly that?” Lisa asks slinging her arms about. “You are fucking hot. You have guys falling all over themselves bidding for your attention when you walk in a room. So yes you can do that. Just pick a random guy and have sex with him. Just get laid! For god’s sake do it and get it over with stop dragging this shit out.”
“Ugh you are so disgusting you know that. Sex is supposed to mean something between two.”
“Please you are not living in the dark ages here Emmie just do the dead get it over with, trust me you’ll be happy you did it after its over then you can stop worrying about it.”
“I believe you worry about me having sex more than I do.”
“Whatever it’s up to you if you want to stay a virgin then go ahead.”
As soon as we got to the party I started drinking and I never stopped. This is where I met him I can remember liking him the moment we made eye contact. I also remember him being nice and us playing beer pong together were we would fall all over each other laughing. I remember us leaving together he took me to a sleaze bag motel. I attacked his mouth he pulled my clothes off before I helped him out of his. I remember we were both so turned on it was like we couldn’t get enough of each other. I also recall the pain from the moment he shoved in me hard in one swift movement the grunts and groans he made as he pounded it and out of me. I remember when the pain ended and my body felt pleasure beyond anything I’d ever felt. My body was on fire. I had orgasm after orgasm that night before we both passed out.
When I woke up the next morning I felt him behind me everything we had done the night before came rushing back to me and simply put I freaked out. I dropped to the floor in a stealthy move any Nay seal would be proud of. Scouting around on the floor I located my clothes I managed to get dressed while lying in the floor. After doing so I proceeded to use my elbows and feet as leverage to move my body to the escape route. Once I reach the door I shimmed up it unlocked it and made my escape without a backwards glans. Now you remember everything I told you I remembered about that night? Now let me tell you what I can’t remember I have no idea what the guy looked like I wouldn’t know him if he was standing in front of me. I have tried to remember but I always come up blank. It boggles the mind on how something like that can be but the sad thing is, it can. To make it worse I never even got his name.
After bringing my new son home from the hospital I placed him in his beautifully pink and yellow nursery in his pink onesie. It took time but eventually I got everything exchanged that had been bought for a baby girl instead of a boy. And my son was able to begin wearing boys clothing instead of girls. I had to drop out of college and move back home with my dad, plus I got a full time job. The job is in one of the local bars my band plays at a lot so when I wasn’t playing a paying gig with the pussy cats I working at the bar or taking care of my baby. I slept every chance I got which wasn’t saying much because my new son unmistakably figured I was super mom able to leap at his every call. God my life is one big pile of poop.
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ROCKER CHICK
RomansaEmmie had to drop out of college and her all girl band at the end of her first year. All due to one drunken mistake she made at a party one night. She ended up having to move back home with her dad which is the MC of the local chapter of the Chosen...