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Pregnant at 14
In the seventh grade my father accepted a transfer to a banana republic as consul. We lived in a big house with security guards, went to a private school, socialized with other embassy staff. We spoke English, we didn't speak with natives.
In my 8th grade class was a boy named Rodrigo. He pestered me, and forced me to talk with him. He spoke English pretty well with out much of an accent. One day while talking to me after math class he reached and touched my ** between my legs. He asked me if I liked that, and did I want to touch his **. He took my hand and had me touch his ** in his pants. He told me he wanted me to show him my **, if I did he would let me hold and kiss his **.
I didn't know what to say. The security guards weren't allowed on campus and he had grabbed my ** and the back of my neck and was kissing me on the mouth. He walked me backwards into the closet in the room and pulled the door closed. He got my ** naked, felt me up and fingered me, and he had his ** out and in my hand. We skipped the kissing part, holding me facing the wall, he ran his ** in me as far as it would go. He came, holding me in his arms. After he was done he pronounced me his girlfriend.
I was pregnant, sent to have the baby with some cousins if my mother's. After the baby was born they adopted the baby and I returned home. My parents were back in Virginia. I had no way of contacting Rodrigo and my mother thought it best I don't bother her cousins. Losing my baby was terrible, I was depressed and longed for him. I wanted him named Rodrigo but they named him Max.
After a year I was allowed to see my son. Ehen he was seven we told him I was his mother. When he was ten I brought him home to live with me. in the age of the internet we found Rodrigo when my son was fourteen. He was married to a nice local girl and we were able to go visit him so my son could meet his father.
I married several years later but never had any more children. That then is my story, at the time it was a nightmare, mostly for me. I have two grandchildren now. Well, good bye and hug your kids.
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