“I was in a really bad time personally from moving out from my parents’ place, to saying (at the time) “fuck college, I can do better on my own” and hooked-up with this girl that used to work with me at Albertson’s a year or 2 prior from getting my own place (this was all around the year 2000 so shit’s a little hazy). Things were great at the start, of course. She eventually just kind of invited herself in, and I let her. Sex nightly. Shit was crazy awesome.

Then one day she proposed a threesome – I was ALL fucking for it, of course. The day came and she straight-up told me “no penetration with her, that’s my rule, but if I leave the room it’s all your decision.” After our marathon and she left for the bathroom, that was a HARD rule to adhere to, but I did. I played by the rules.

Two weeks later I heard from our ‘third wheel’ – she admitted she was underage (by 4 months) and it was a trap to try and snag me for statutory rape, all my girlfriend’s idea. So luckily, I didn’t stick my dick in that. Needless to say, shit RAPIDLY declined with my “girlfriend.” I got her kicked out of the apartment (with police assistance).

A month later she tried to contact me saying “I’m pregnant and you’re the father.” I always used condoms, that I bought, she didn’t provide, so I said: “Come back to me when you give birth and I’ll prove otherwise.”

She did. She then filed child support paperwork. Now here’s where shit really gets sideways: It wasn’t mine. It wasn’t 3 other people that were DNA tested. It WAS – her stepfather’s.

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