.. assertive was going to be tough for me, but if I could do it with anyone it would be with Anna.In the weak light of dawn, I furiously scribbled my ...opes, worries, desires and problems down on those pages. It was a full-bore brain dump. Once I'd gotten through the bulk of it, I made some coffee and started organizing it. It was pretty clear that some things we could work out in time, but a couple of items should be started immediately as in today. I resolved to talk with Anna, not Ann, this. After I while she could not handle the teasing anymore, “For the love of god stop playing around and fuck me like a man.” I took that as part come on and part insult, which suited me fine, it made me a little angry that she insulted me and that just made me be a bit rougher with her. “You want me to fuck you like a man?” Then I slammed my dick into her pussy to the hilt in one strong motion. She gave a little gasp. I spent no time waiting for her to get used to my dick inside her. When I was in. I did watch my mothers face when he told us the news again and she looked as stunned as I was. He then provided us pamphlets for all of the options I had with the pregnancy. I was in a total state of shock. I was pregnant. After everything that happened now I was pregnant. Saddest of all I was unsure who the father of the baby was. It could be Scott but it also could be others. My mother didnt seem to know what to say to me either and was pretty quiet on the ride home. When we got home she and. Neither was I but I was definitely turned on. But my usual conflicts with possibly being gay worked their magic. I was so confused in those days and my mind would always wander back to you, and how I had thought we would end up together but how could that be if I was gay?She suggested I was bisexual. She thought she might be but had never "been with" another woman. Back then being bi was looked down on even by gays and lesbians. Bi sexual people were considered "confused". She asked me if.