I knocked up a redneck girl
I was in a small town in Tennessee near Chatanooga on business and I was h****. There was bar there with a pitiful down on her luck young hick of a woman sitting next to me.
She was p*** poor wearing a hand me down dress that had been washed so many times you couldn't tell the original color.
One thing led to another and we f*****. I left town and two years later I returned to this place on some other business.
I met her in the same bar and she told me I had gotten her pregnant and that she couldn't afford to properly raise the infant girl.
To make a long story short I had a DNA test done and sure enough the kid was mine.
My parents are now raising the now half grown girl and on occassion I take her to see her mother.
The meeting is always bitter sweet.