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(Inspired by a story idea posted on Preggoman's Forum. No, I don't usually write
like this: it's supposed to be written by the character.)

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Dear Diary,

I'd been sitting for the Wilman's since I was thirteen and over all of those
years I'd always thought of Mr. Wilman as an uncle. I'd sit for them on
weekends, holidays, for Christmas parties, for their cruise to Alaska, and for a
few weddings and funerals, too. It got to be such a regular thing that when they
built their new house they actually built it with a guest room that had me in
mind.
When things went wrong, I'll admit it was my fault for letting things get out of
control. The Wilman's had gone out for an overnight business trip and I was
sitting as usual. I got the kids to bed around nine and I guess it was around
eleven when Kyle showed up. He was my kind-of boyfriend, you know? We'd kissed a
few times, but no big deal.
So he shows up from his work and I'm just in my jammies and I took him to my
room where it would be quiet. We talked a bit and then he started kissing me and
things got steamy. He got a little out of hand and I had to get myself together
and stop him and then see him out. No problem, right?

The next week Mr. Wilman calls me over to sit and when I get there in the
afternoon it's just him. I asked him what was up and he says Mrs. Wilman went to
San Diego and took the kids and he has business and will meet them tomorrow and
I'm like, what? You know?

So he says sit down and he'd explain it. So I sit and he turns on the TV and
there's Kyle and me on the guest room bed kissing! I'm just like, blown away!
I'm watching this and so totally forgot Kyle got my top up and was kissing my
boobs and there it is on the TV! And worse was me doing things to Kyle. Mr.
Wilman fast forwarded to where I cleaned the sheets. I just started crying cause
I knew Mr. Wilman was going to tell my parents and I'd be so busted and lose my
car and college and everything.
Mr. Wilman was just straight up and says I can stay the night like my parents
expect or I can go home and he'll make sure they know about this and he'll put
it on the internet for anyone to see. I'm like, just crying and he says are you
gonna stay and I'm like, yeah, I have to don't I? And he's like, yeah, you do.
I'm thinking he's gonna punish me or teach me a lesson so I go along with it
thinking it's better that he does it than my folks find out. So he says follow
me and I take his hand and he takes me upstairs to his bedroom. I'm not kidding
that I didn't think he'd do anything weird cause he was like my uncle, you know?
So we get in his room and says okay, this is how it goes. We aren't leaving this
room for a while, okay? And he went on.
I don't really remember the rest of what he said just that I had to go along
with him or my parents would see the video. He didn't have to add that my life
would be over if he did.

I remember just not believing it as he took off my dress and let it drop to the
floor. He didn't care that I was crying as he undid my bra and then took my
panties off. He told me to get on the bed and I did. I knew what was going to
happen but I didn't believe it was real, you know? I just curled up on the bed
and I knew he was naked when he cuddled up behind me.
I felt his thing poke at me and I told him I was a virgin. He was like, at your
age? Come on! And I'm like, yeah, I am. And he stops and says there's the door,
you can leave if you want. I started to move and he says, but if you do, you
know what happens.
I just laid back and he scooted up close to me and I felt his thing between my
legs. He got his arms around me and started kissing me on the neck and feeling
me up all over. It was weird feeling his thing down there but I got used to it
after a while.
He went on a long time with kissing my neck and finally turned me to face him
and then he kissed me on the lips and I let him. I had to.
He was kissing me and after a while he kind of pushed me in the back which made
me sort of arch my back. It also made me push my butt at him and he took me by
the hip and held me. His thing went back and forth at me and then I felt it get
wet a little and I knew it was getting wet from me.
I made a little sound when it went in me a little and then he kissed me some
more and just rubbed it back and forth.

He was kissing me when I felt him tense up and then he started pushing into me.
I said no, please no, and he didn't stop. He just kept going. I felt him get
more and more inside me until it hurt when he got all the way in. I didn't have
a cherry and I guess the tampons took care of that.

He stopped for a moment and said he'd been waiting a long time for this. Then he
kissed me on the lips again, started feeling me up, and then started up again
down there. It hurt each time he got all the way in but I had to let him, you
know? It just went on and on and then I felt him start to go faster. It was then
when I said we needed a condom and he's like, sorry, too late. And I started
crying again and he just kept at it.

He finally grabbed me and went in me as deep as he could and I felt him. His
thing just throbbed inside me and I felt it squirting deep in me. I knew what it
was and there was no stopping him from putting it in me.

When he got soft and pulled it out I thought it might be over. I laid on the bed
crying to myself and feeling his stuff leaking out hoping I didn't get pregnant.
He got up and went to the bathroom and when he came back he cuddled up to me
again but it stayed soft.

I guess it was half an hour later when he got really hard again. He kissed me
and says he took a Viagra for the night. He did it to me five more times that
day and night. In the morning I heard him on the phone with his wife saying he'd
have to stay home cause of work and she'd do fine with the kids. He told my
parents I'd have to stay for the weekend.
I was in the sheets when he came upstairs and he says,, you heard that, right?
And I'm like, yeah. I wathced him take another pill and he went downstairs and
came back a bit later with breakfast. We ate together and he was staring at me
the whole time.
When we got done he took my tray and put it on the floor. The he dropped his
robe and I could see he was ready again. He pulled the sheets back and I rolled
away to let him do his thing and he took me by the shoulder and rolled on my
back.
Watch, he said. He pulled my legs apart and got between them. His thing seemed
so big to go in me, but I knew it had been there already.
I asked him about a condom and he just laughed. No way, he said, I want you
bare. I couldn't help but watch as he went in me and then laid down on me.

That was three months ago. He made me give up Kyle, school, my job, everything,
and made me move in with them. It was a few weeks again when the doctor said I
was pregnant. Mr. Wilman told my parents and they told me never to talk to them
again. Kyle won't talk to me either. Mrs. Wilman thinks I'm a lost girl. I have
no where to go. All I have is my diary. I have to close up now cause Mr. Wilman
is coming up the stairs.