He was by my side holding my hand and protecting me from my really pissed off parents.My mother took me to the doctor to get a real examination. I kep... hoping that maybe the doctor would laugh and say "Oh Angie, those home pregnancy tests are never accurate. You are not pregnant. You are just getting the flu. Here take these antibiotics and you'll feel better in no time." If only he had said that. Instead he confirmed that I was in deed with child.Graduation was approaching. Everyone in school. 'sweet name Laura, i'm Chelsea, i'm bisexual what about you?' 'erm, i've only ever been out with guys but i'm not homophobic or anything like that.' 'it's fine honey, maybe you'll soon try out some lesbian stuff.' 'who knows?' i replied. I couldn't believe where this was going, i was going to some woman's house who i'd only just met and she was hinting that she was wanting to have sex with me or whatever lesbians do. Pulling into the drive i asked whether i should leave my stuff in the car, to. I heard Amber whisper “If you had panties on it wouldn’t be cold.” “If you hadn’t throwed them in the floor I would have some.” answered Emily with a cute grin. I pretended I didn’t hear them but I couldn’t quit thinking about it. The girls spun on the stools and giggled between themselves as we ate, occasionally including me in the conversation. When they were done they hopped up and told me they would be in the truck. As I walked to the cashier I noticed some moisture on Emily’s stool from. Christ if you look at art from the Renaissance period all the women were what they called 'Rubenesque' which was an euphuism for fat. They all had big breast that hung down like cows udders and fat butts and I think they were just plain ugly. I'll take a woman with breasts like yours every day."She sniffled a little, wiped her eyes and said, "Really? You really think small breast are pretty?"With that one, innocent question I was pretty sure that I had almost reached the end stage of my game.