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A Life Long Journey, Part 7
This is the story of my journey into the life of womanhood. It is the
result of my own memories and the stories told to me by Momma and other
relatives about my growing up. Some of this may not be accurate as my
memories of certain events might be colored by my feelings or my age at
the time. Still I have tried to be honest about them.
As the next two weeks past, I was so excited and nervous at the same
time. I had a date with a college man. Yes, he was just two years older
than me but he was in college. I didn't want him to see me as just
another silly high school girl. Rather, I wanted him to see a woman when
he looked at me. At the same time, all I wanted was a simple date with a
man. I was not looking for anything more than that.
All during the time leading up to my date with Matt, I had to be very
careful. If I started acting different or "funny", Momma and Daddy might
suspect something was wrong with me. Then I would have to either explain
what was going on, or perhaps they would delay their weekend at the lake
to take care of me, thinking I was sick.
Amy and I spent so much time talking about my upcoming date and
speculating as to what it would be like. I had lofty dreams and
expectations for it.
Finally the big day came. As I left for school, Momma and Daddy said
their goodbyes. They would be leaving while I was at school and would not
return until sometime late Sunday. Perfect! I had a couple of hours after
school to get ready and the rest of the weekend to enjoy my womanhood.
Rushing home after school, I quickly got a shower and used the hair
remover I had bought earlier that week. I could never get over how bad
that stuff smelled but I loved how well it worked on me. Momma and Daddy
once saw my hairless legs and commented about them. I told them it was
something I had to do because I had tried to join the school?s swim team.
I don?t know if they believed me or not, but they didn?t say anything
else about it.
After my shower, I got dressed in the panties, bra, skirt, blouse, and
shoes I had bought the day I met Matt. Actually, I had bought them with
this date in mind. The skirt was a knee length plaid one with crystal
pleats. The blouse was a simple white blouse with what is called a peter
pan collar and short sleeves. Underneath I wore a pink nylon hip hugger
panty and a white bra (padded with socks). My shoes were a pair of black
flats.
I took extra care with my makeup. I was trying to be as perfect for him
as I could be. I didn?t want to look slutty but at the same time, I
wanted to look like the college coeds I knew he saw every day. I even
took time to polish my finger nails in a light shade of red.
My nails just barely had time to dry when the doorbell rang. I ran to the
door but just before I opened it, I composed myself. Still my heart was
racing with excitement. When I did open the door, there he stood. He was
so handsome! And when he saw me, all he could say was ?Wow! You look
great!?
?Thank you,? I replied. ?I was hoping you would like this outfit. Do I
look as good as the coeds at your college??
?You look better than a lot of them. They tend to wear jeans. You at
least take the time to dress up and wear a skirt.?
?Let me get my purse and we can go.? And with that, I went to my bedroom,
grabbed my purse and left for what was to be a life changing day for me.
It was getting dark so I wasn?t worried that someone might see me leaving
the house in my skirt. And if they did, I hoped they would assume it was
Amy leaving on a date and not me.
Matt was a gentleman. He opened the car door for me and allowed me to
slip in. I was careful to make sure my skirt didn?t ride up as I did.
Still, I noticed Matt looking at my legs as I pulled them into the car.
On the way to dinner, we made a little small talk. You know the usual get
to know each other sort of thing. I found out he wanted to major in
engineering, had pledged a fraternity, and was doing well in his classes.
I also found out he liked football (played in high school) and he like
the color blue the best.
Before I realized it, we had arrived at the place we were going to have
dinner at. Pizza. Why do guys always insist on pizza for dinner? At least
it was a buffet so I could select my favorite kind of pizza and a salad.
While I had just a couple of slices with my salad, Matt went back two or
three times and piled the pizza slices up on his plate.
Then it was off to the movie. As a favor to me, he agreed to go see the
movie Fantasia 2000. I know he really would have wanted to see something
else but this is the movie I wanted. He did offer to buy me a small bag
of popcorn and a small drink if I wanted but I told him ?no thanks. I am
still full from dinner.?
We found seats (for some reason that would become clear later) near the
back of the theater. The theater got dark and the movie started. That was
when he started doing things. At first I just thought he was reaching for
his drink and missed. His hand rested on my knee. Then it started to
slide around under my leg and up toward my skirt.
I gently moved it and went back to watching the movie. The same thing
happened a second and a third time. Finally I told him that I didn?t want
him to do that.
Next he tried the old ?Stretching my arm? ploy so he could get his arm
around me. That made me feel a little bit uneasy but I attributed that to
my being nervous. Little did I know what his real intentions were. After
all, my experience with boys was rather limited.
Finally the movie ended and he walked me to his car. As we strolled
across the parking lot, he took my hand in his. His hand was so strong
compared to mine. And when he did take my hand, I felt a tingle of
feminine excitement course thru my body. Not that I wanted to have sex
with him but I felt so special and pretty.
On the way to what I thought was my house, I quickly noticed that he was
going a different way. I mentioned to him that he had made a wrong turn;
this was not the way to my house. He just smiled and said he had
something to show me and he knew I would like it.
What could I do but sit back and try to relax? Still something in the
back of my mind was nagging at me, warning me of possible danger. We
drove for what seemed like an hour to me but it was really only a few
minutes. We went out past the city limits, to a dark hillside that looked
over the city. From there the lights of the city could been seen and,
Matt was right, it was a lovely sight. But we were at a place I had heard
a lot of girls at school talk about. This was where boys often took girls
to make out with them. It was dark and lonely there. No one around to run
to if there was a problem.
Matt found a spot off the side of the road to park. As soon as he had
turned off his car, he became an animal. He put his arms around me and
started kissing me. Not the gentle kiss one would expect. Instead the
kisses were hard and full of lust.
His weight forced me down onto the seat. There I was on my back with him
on top of me. I suddenly realized what he was doing and I started to try
to fight back. It seemed that the more I struggled, the more excited he
got. He was so strong that I could not stop him.
With one hand, he started to unbutton my blouse from the bottom button
and worked his way up. He stopped only when he reached my bra. I was
begging him to stop and not do this. He just said ?you know you want
this. All girls do.? Then he slipped his hand under my bra and found the
socks I had stuffed in it to fill the cups. He was a little surprised and
said ?so, you are a member of the itty bitty titty club. That?s ok. I
prefer women that have big boobs but I like tiny ones too.?
Taking his hand out from under my bra, he lifted my skirt with it. Then
he placed it on my panties. He was so surprised when he found that thing
I have that kept me from being a girl, that one thing that makes a boy
different from a girl. ?What the hell? You are a guy???
?Please just take me home. PLEASE!!?
?Oh if the guys at the frat house found out I took out a fag, I would be
kicked out. How would I ever live this down??
?I promise I won?t tell a soul about our date. Oh please. You don?t have
to tell them about me.?
?You don?t understand, we have rules that brothers don?t lie to each
other. Besides, we love to talk about our dates and just how far we did
go with them.?
?Since you want to be a girl/woman, I will make you one. Tonight you will
have your first man in you. No matter what it takes.?
With that, he rolled me over onto my tummy, pulled down my panties and
held me down by placing one knee on each side of me. Then he unzipped his
pants, pulled them and his boxers down to his ankles.
Placing one hand on my head, he then started to force his hardening rod
into me. I can?t begin to describe the pain I felt as he pushed his way
deep into me. It was like I was about to be split into. Deeper and deeper
he went. I was crying, both from the pain and the shame of what was
happening to me.
Finally he stopped trying to go deeper. I thought he was done because he
slowly started to pull back out. But when he was about half way, he
started to push back in. Over and over he would pull out and then push
back in, each time getting a little faster. I begged and pleated with him
but he just kept going, thrusting faster and trying to go deeper with
each one.
Finally I felt him jerk and explode, shooting that load of gooey stuff
into me. With a sigh of relief, he slowly pulled back out and pulled his
pants back up. I was a mess. My mascara had run from my crying, my eyes
were red and puffy. My butt hurt and I had his stuff starting to drip out
all over me. He just handed me a tissue and told me to make sure I didn't
mess up his car. With a shaky hand, I found my purse and took out the
maxi pad I carried. It was a good thing I did have it. What he had not
realized was that while he was thrusting into me, he ripped me and caused
me to start to bleed.
The trip home was one of despair and hurt. He would just look at me and
smile. I could not bring myself to look at him. Finally he said ?How do
you like being a woman? Now that your ?cherry? has been popped, you will
want men to do that to you a lot more often. Who knows maybe you can come
to the house and let the others there have turns with you.?
I couldn?t say anything. I just sat there. At least until he stopped. I
had not realized that I was almost home. Looking up, I asked ?why stop
here? My house is still a couple of blocks away.?
?Baby, you walk from here. And as you do, think about how your life has
changed. Think about what you want and maybe, just maybe, I will let you
enjoy me again. But you had better not say a word to anyone about what
happened because if you do, I will find you and do something worse to you
than this. Now get out and start walking.?
Getting out of his car, I did walk. I walked to my house, hurting from
the pain and the humility of his having raped me like that. I was so glad
it was dark so no one would see me. My tears continued to run down my
face.
I had just barely gotten in the house when the phone started to ring.
With a shaking hand, I picked up the receiver and whispered ?hello??
It was Amy, she had been watching for me wanting to know how the date
went. I told her I was tired and didn?t want to talk about it right then.
I would call her later and tell her.
I then went into my room and took off the clothes I was wearing leaving
on my panties. I felt so dirty and ashamed. I took a shower trying to
feel clean once again. The water ran down my body and no matter of
soaping up and rinsing off seemed to help.
Getting into bed, I cried myself to sleep. All night I had nightmares
about what had happened to me. In the back of my mind, I kept asking
myself, what had I done to cause what happened?
It would be about a year before I felt like I could trust guys again. And
then it would take a special guy to bring me out of my protective shell.
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