Sugar Baby

    When I was younger I had all these dreams that I wanted to accomplish. I wanted to go to college and get a degree in a job that I would love. Earn a ton of money and start a family, but all that went down the hill when I started high school. I don't why I did it. I guess I just wanted to seem cool. In my senior year of high school I was the only virgin. To you that may seen okay but to all of my friends, it wasn't. They all kept asking me when I was going to loose my v-card and at some point it started getting annoying. So, with my current boyfriend at the time, we got drunk and had s*x. When I woke up I knew I had made a horrible mistake. I quickly broke up with my boyfriend and cut myself off from my friends. I have given into the peer-peer-pressure and done something I wasn't comfortable with.     Three weeks later I had woken up with the worst case of nausea anyone could have. It was so bad that my mother had to take me to the hospital. That's where we found out I was pregnant. My parents were livid. I had never seen them that mad in my entire life. At first, I tried to ignore the fact that I was pregnant. That maybe if I didn't think about it the baby growing inside me would magically go away. However, that wasn't the case. As the months went by my stomach began to grow until I had to start wearing baggy clothes just to try and cover up the bump. Once it got too noticeable rumors began to spread about me and not the good kind. My ex-boyfriend came to talk to me and that's when I told him he was the father of the baby. He refused to even acknowledge me after that.     A few weeks later I had my beautiful, healthy baby girl. I had planned for a long time to give her up for adoption and my parents supported my decision, but when I saw her beautiful blue eyes I couldn't do it. When I told my parents that I wanted to keep the baby, they kicked me out and disowned me. With only a little money to my name and clothes that I managed to grab, I set off to find my place. I was lucky enough to stumble upon a teen mom's home. They gave me a free room to stay in until I graduated and even offered to watch my daughter, who I named Hope, while I went and got a job. Three months later I was a high school graduate and homeless once more.     The money I had been able to earn was enough to get me and my baby a plane ticket somewhere far away. I was also able to purchase a tiny one bedroom, one bath apartment that had a small living space and kitchen. Right away I went on the search for a job. However that proved to me more difficult than I imagined. Nobody wanted to hire a teenager with a baby. After a few days worth of searching I was finally able to get a job. A job working as a stripper at a fancy club. I knew it wasn't what I wanted to do with my life, but what choice did I have. I applied and got the job. The manger also gave me the contact for a good babysitter he knew that would be willing to watch my baby while I worker.     The first month was hard. I was new and nobody wanted to take a risk on the new girl. However, I was able to earn quite a bit of money for just serving drinks and cleaning tables. All the money I earned went to getting things for my baby and paying the rent. The babysitter who watched Hope, didn't want my money and said she was just doing it to help out. She quickly became my best friend and it's thanks to her that I am able to provide for my child and I. That was until I met a drop dead gorgeous man with a charming smile and personality.