“However, I could tell that Brandon was on the prowl. He wasn’t having much luck though. I flirted some with him and he eagerly responded. I had had several beers at that point and I was quite buzzed. When he suggested that he drive me home, I knew he was looking for some action on the way to the house.”
Nicole’s tone was very matter of fact as she told her story. She didn’t look at me and instead stared off at the other side of the bedroom.
“Once we were in the car, Brandon leaned over and kissed me. I put one of his hands on one of my boobs. We were off to the races. I was soon half-naked. He suggested going to his dad’s house as we could slip up to his bedroom unnoticed. On the way over, he told me that he had broken up with Olivia because she wouldn’t put out. Every girl he had ever dated had put out for him and he had gotten tired of waiting for Olivia to grow up.”
Nicole paused for a bit. When she spoke again, her tone changed.
“It turned into a hassle when we got to his room. He wanted to fuck right away. I wanted to make out some more. I told him we needed a condom as I wasn’t on the pill. He got pissed and pouty.”
“You weren’t on the pill?”
“I don’t like how birth control pills make me feel, so I stopped as soon as I broke up with Matt.” Matt had been her last boyfriend who she had practically lived with. Mom had hated him. “After that, I did hand jobs, blow jobs and sixty-nines, but I didn’t fuck. I did want to fuck Brandon as he was this hot-shot minister’s kid, somebody much higher class than who I usually made out with. Fortunately, I had a condom in my purse. He whined the whole time I put it on him. Once he was in me, he slammed like a jack hammer. He came before it started feeling good for me. Then the rubber broke. I wanted to cuddle afterward and he wanted to get me home before his parents noticed us. On the way home, he told me to take a Plan B pill in the morning.”
Nicole had been getting more agitated as she told this part of the story.
“By the time I got home, I was so pissed! I had never been with such a selfish asshole! It was all about getting his rocks off. I was like, ‘Fuck it, I’m not going to take a Plan B pill just because you tell me so.’ The next morning, it came to me – I’d change my life. I wasn’t going to end up like Mom. If I was pregnant, so be it. I’d eat right, live right, go to college, get a good job and be a great mom.”
“And what happened next?”
“I ate right, lived right and read everything I could about pregnancy. Brandon never called or texted me. He went back to his college. When he got back from college, I had gotten positive results from two pregnancy tests and he had gotten engaged to Olivia.”
I gave a low whistle. “So he had lied when he said they had broken up.”
“Guys lie all the time to get into girls’ pants. Maybe once he got back from Spring Break, she decided to put out if they got engaged. Who knows? What I knew was that Brandon wouldn’t be happy to know that he was going to be a father. I had thought about getting a lawyer involved to make sure I’d get custody and I had looked a little for one that would help people who couldn’t pay for a lawyer. Once I heard about Brandon’s engagement, I knew I’d be able to get a large settlement out of him in exchange for not telling people he was Owen’s father.”