I was glad that Joyce remembered the condoms and stopped him, pointing out that he agreed to wear a condom when he fucked her. I'm sure if it had been...left to me, I wouldn't have remembered or had the courage to stop him in all my excitement, but I was proud that she hadn’t totally lost control and had remembered. She explained to him again that she wasn't on the pill and that this was probably her most fertile time of the month and reminded him again that he had agreed in advance. He turned to. He laughed, still nervous due to my youthful spirit, and age, older men never really know anything about teenage girls and just how sexual they can be.He was looking at me in a knew light, 'Are you fucking Mariel', I nodded I had.'When', he asked with interest, 'Not long ago', I replied truthfully, 'he came in me by the count of six'.I lifted the coke bottle and took a swig, the neck of the bottle lingering in my mouth as if I was willing to give him my rendition of a blow-job, he stared and I. ‘Look,’ said Cam, coming over to stand in front of Jake’s desk, ‘I’m really sorry, man. What she did, it sucks. But you have to snap out of it. I know it hurts, but life goes on.’ ‘I don’t feel like snapping out of it,’ Jake grumbled. It was true. In a strange way, it felt good to feel so sorry for himself. Cameron rolled his eyes. ‘Of course you don’t. No one ever does. Wallow, wallow, wallow. That’s all we want to do when someone throws us a curve. So, I’ve given you a week to do it. Now. So I joined a computer class with my friends. Some of my money went into that. Now, I had to find a job.After a few days of struggle, I managed to find a job as a maid. It was an upper-middle-class family with just three members; father, mother,, and son. The pay was good enough to cover the rent and the food.Since the admission was already done for the computer class, I didn’t have to worry about college expenses. I still had a few months before college started.It was hard at first, but I.