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I am a pre-med student at a large eastern university. Last year, the first day of school I met and fell in love with my biology professor. He was so charming, so handsome and so married. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help myself.
We immediatly stated a sexual liason right there in his class room. I would come to his room during his prep time, and he would have me bend over his desk and we would make love. He was so rough and violent when we had sex, so masculine, it was an addiction to me. I had never been with a real man who would not play around or slowly try to ackwardly seduce me one button at a time. He would just pull me to him, rip my panties down and slam me. It was so hot. I was so in love!
I never used protection and really didn't think about what would would happen if I got pregnant. For some reason, I guess I didn't think I COULD get pregnant. Well, I was wrong and about 8 weeks into the year I realized I must be pregnant. When I told Professor he said it was my responsibility and I had to be a grown up and handle it. So, I decided to keep it and raise it myself. We continued to have sex every day and he showed me so many ways to explore the limits of my sexuality. We tried bondage and some hard discipline. He used to spank me with a paddle and a whip. It was so erotic and I loved it. But, one day when I was bound over the chair and he was swatting me, I began to bleed rather profusely. He told me to leave and take care of myself.
Later in my dorm room, I miscarried the baby. I called Professor and asked for his help, but he told me it was my problem. I wrapped the fetus in a towel. It was a boy.
I have to admit, it hurt me a lot that he didn't want to take care of our baby. So, I came up with a plan.
The next day we were supposed to do dissections in lab. I came to class and worked on my "project". When Professor came around to check our progress, I present him my work, all arranged on a display board. I told him, loud enough for everyone to hear, "Here's my project, its your son!"
He had me thrown out of school and refused to talk to me or have sex with me anymore. I was hurt and I still think of him when I feel the need for a real man in my life. I miss his firm hands on my body and his "tough love". He will always be special to me as he is the person who made me into a real woman.
That's DISGUSTING!!!! Have you wondered if he could've had any STDs or even HIV/AIDs?? So this guy treats you like shit & you like it? Im sorry to say but you should be ashamed of yourself!! Have you ever thought of the family you broke apart by fornicating with this man? How does if feel knowing you're a 'jump'? Come on, where's your self respect & dignity gurl?? You shouldn't treat yourself like that!! You're worth soo much more!! Think about it, you're not made to be used by random men... You're made to be loved by a decent guy!! Stop acting so loose & be what you were meant to be- a star!! :)
That is absolutely disgusting! To think that there are many people out there that would make an amazing parent who aren't lucky enough to be able to conceive and you do that? I hope you realize that keeping the fetus after the miscarriage is only wrong on so many levels, but it's also illegal. Your the type that doesn't deserve the blessing of becoming a mother
And let me guess, this scumbag used you and abused you and threw you away like yesterday's trash, all while you liked it and when a decent guy wanted to date you, you wouldn't give them the time of day. Your type of girl is the reason guys should never commit to girls under 25
I guess the things that you have to say should bother me, but the problem is you are so off the mark I really have nothing to say. Don't insult me by calling me Christian. Like I said, "God has nothing to do with it" is because he doesn't exist! Have a nice life "Mike" :)
Oh my FUCKING God, that explaines SOOOO much. You're a fucking broad and a Christian. No wonder you have to come here to justify your pathetic existance. lol SO typically female to play the "small dick" line. Jesus, come up with something original ya Oprah worshippin', twinkie grazin' couch cow. Whats the matter? Didn't daddy hug you enough, or that wierd uncle hug ya a little TOO much??? LOL. You probably stared in that TV show, "TOUCHED BY AN UNCLE"! Before you go back to your day job as a Wal-Mart greeter, ya might consider this,,,,, My parents had a sick sense of humor and I dont hide behind a psuedonym so making fun of my name, well, i got over that in third grade,,, you know, the grade you spent four years in. At least my name was better than my friends, Mike Hunt. Oh, and P.S.--- BLOW ME!
Someone is on the defensive....and its not me. I dont even know what you are talking about "being honest" I was pretty honest in calling your dumbass out. Oh and BTW, like your name is better "My Cock" If you have to bring attention to yourself in that way, it must be small!!!! PS.God has nothing to do with it.
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