I dont remember much other than there was a man. Every woman in the city was interested. He had short brown hair that came to jis ears and a thick, short beard. He wore a simple black suit and tie. I was in the upper class when he vististed my home. My two older sisters always got the good men where as I got nothing.

He was simple yet so complex that I couldn't figure him out. My sister's, Aria and Elizabeth took a liking almost instantly. They were both beautiful, I will not deny, but extreamly rude to me. "Chantel" the man said. I wasnt expecting him to ever speak to me. I turn ever so slightly, "Is everything alright, sir". My words were slightly hesitant but I spoke with such grace. "Nothing. I just wanted to see your manners. All day your sisters jave been fighting so i decided to find some one polite to make my company". I smile softly at his phrase but glace down. "My father says that if anyone in the family were to speak to you outside of Aria and Elizabeth, we, I would be punished". He didnt say anything and just nodded.

Father requested that I were to bring up a present to my sister's room. When I entered I heard splashing. I knew it would be best if I left but I am a foolish one. I find the man and my sister's in their tub. Nothing pleasant to be seen of course. I know I must seem foolish, but I had grown to like the man even though he would never like me back. All innocents that was in me left the moment I grabbed a piece of paper. Not thinking I left a note to the man saying that if he cared he would find me in the study after he finished. Eyes swelling I left the room silently so they woukd never know I was there.

I was still young and had so much life left in me. I undwrstood why father wouldn't let me speak to guests but I cant help it any more. I'm 17 and he can't stop me from living thr life I want. I walked to the study in just a button down shirt and sat on the window sill hoping he got the note. Yes I knew what I was doing was wrong but did I care? I was going to give my self to thw man and nothing would stop me. Only moments later he entered. "You wanted to see me?" I could tell he was in a hurry to leave due to his poorly buttoned shirt and messy tie. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. "Care to join me?" He walked over as I poured the glasses. He accepted and we spent a bit talking. We spoke of out childhood and plans for the future.

He moved closer and I felt his hand land on my thigh. I will say I was nervous but wanted him so bad. His hand waa snaking its way up my shirt and cupping my breast. He started to play withit ever so slightly but just enough to get goosebumps to run up my spine. I leaned into a kiss which started off soft but grew passionate as rhe seconds ticked by. His groaping became rougher and soon he moved the kiss from my mouth to my neck. A small moan escaped my lips. I began unbuttoning his shirt, running my habds along his still wet chest. He positioned me so that I was straddling his lap. I began to grind my body against him feeling his erection grow even larger.

He grew impatient and stripped both of us before kissing me harder. This time I coukd taste the evident alcohol on his breath. Something felt wrong so I tried to push away. "Oh? What's the matter, love?" he purred in my ear. My heart rate picked up swiftly and not for the better. I became scared and didn't know what to do. He began to take advantage of me. I tried my hardest to stop him but no matter what he wouldn't stop. Now I understood what father ment when he said I shouldn't talk to many guests. He was finally satisfied and I was free but I couldn't move. My whole lower body waa in so much pain that I physically couldn't move. I lay there in the dark until the man covered me in the shirt and took me back to my room.

He stayed with us for another month and each time he was drunk he would come to my room ansd take advantage of me in my sleep. I never knew till one morning I became overwhelmingly I'll and was rushed to the hospital. After inspection they concluded that due to all the night of rape I had become pregnant with the man child. I would only tell him when he was leaving. When the day came he laughed at my face and left with my sister engaged to him. He apperently never recalled any of those nights. So he thinks the child of mine die at birth. And oh was he wrong.