I always considered myself a pretty smart girl, with good values and morals and high
standards. I had made up my mind that I was not going to fall for the okie doke. I had it
all planned out, I was going to finish high school, go to college , fall in love and get
married at the age of 25 and have two kids by the time I was thirty. My husband was
going to be tall, dark and handsome and totally in love with me. In exchange for his love
I was going to present him with my virginity on our wedding night.
Unfortunately it didnʼt turn out quite that way. Instead I was pregnant at seventeen and
a mother at eighteen. A statistic, a big disappointment to myself and my family.
Eventually though I had to get over my disappointment and figure out how to take care
of myself and my daughter. I got a job at the local mall and started Community College.
My life seem to be getting back on track and I started to feel good about myself again. I
met this guy at work and he was really cute and nice. We started flirting with each other
and we became friends. I told him I had a baby but he didnʼt seem to mind. He even
dropped me off home after work a couple of times and met my daughter. He said she
was really cute and funny. He finally asked me out and I eagerly accepted. I was so
excited and must have changed outfits about six times.We went to the movies and
afterwards went to get something to eat. At the end of dinner he asked me if I wanted to
go to a hotel!! I was stunned and insulted. I told him of course not for what?? He was
pissed off! I told him to take me home. In the car on the way home he gave me the
silent treatment. My feelings was crushed. When we pulled up in front of my house. he
turned to me and told me “I donʼt see what the big deal is? Hell you ainʼt no virgin and
you already having sex. You already have a baby so what you saving it for???
WHAT WOULD YOU DO???