I will be honest, I have a difficult time with a man who wants me. I freaks me out. I am not attractive in the sense that men are attracted to me but for some reason men have wanted me, including a man in my family. My mother kept him away with a broomstick but that doesn't mean that she was always there and more than once he got what he wanted. By the time I got old enough to go to school on my own I went to see him instead of him coming to look for me. He was my first lover of sorts.

I got chased by a mechanic that worked at the gas station on the corner, he never caught me but he scared me several times. I got chased by one of my older brother's friends, he did catch me but my brother got there before he got his business in me. I got chased by my sister's tutor, he caught me but by then my brother had taught me to kick him in the nuts so I got away.

When I went to work full time at this company the man who interviewed me wanted me from the beginning. I can tell by the way he looks at me. His first move was to ask me to push my chest out because he liked nice tits. His second move was one day when he came to my desk and walked around and looked down at my crotch the entire time asking me how I liked it. The third move was when he took me and another girl to a customer's office and it was right next door to a strip joint and he asked us if we wanted to go in, to check it out and see what whores looked like. He paid for several lap dances and he made sure he got women with large tits so that they could swing them in our face. He asked me if I wanted him to fuck me like a whore or a girlfriend, either one was fine with him.

After the strip joint I just let him fuck me. What was the point of fighting? He fucked me like a whore and put a twenty dollar bill on my lap when he was done, either I kept it or returned it so that he knew what I was, a whore or a girlfriend. I returned it.

He wants me sometimes too much. Sometimes I don't know if he is fucking me like a whore because he is rough and talks dirty to me. Sometimes he is all sweet with me and fucks me like a girlfriend and calls me princess or sweetheart. I try to be nice to him, but that means I have to get close to him and once he grabs me he doesn't let me go. He keeps an eye on me and he doesn't let anyone else close to me. I like that part, especially you know who from when I was a kid, he still doesn't leave me alone, well now he does because he knows what will happen to him.

I have tried to be nice and go sit with him but it doesn't work. If I am nice to him I have to do it and keep my distance from him, across the table or something like that. I guess he is my boyfriend now. I like that he wants me but I don't like that he doesn't leave me alone.