I was an only child, and my parents couldn’t do enough to spoil me. I was brought to school by a driver and a maid, who stayed with me till I was ready to go home in the evening.
All my relatives and friends assumed that I’d be getting married to the next millionaire who caught my fancy. But there was nobody that attracted me enough for me to get married. I discovered I liked women. They were more sophisticated, sensitive, amorous—who wouldn’t fall for them?
Long story short, I had a long, loving relationship with a childhood friend who understood me very well. But my maternal instincts kicked in and I found my clock nearing the 11th hour. I needed a father for my planned child and it couldn’t just be anybody. I already had someone in mind.
He is old and a family friend, and when I saw him in a restaurant he frequented, I got wind that he was traveling that weekend. Small world, I said. Why don’t we travel together for fun, I kidded him. It was blatant flirting and he took the bait. He planned the whole trip and we ended up being together for a whole week.
It was mission accomplished for me. The guy and I didn’t end up together, but he made a very generous provision for my daughter. I am not a lesbian anymore, but I still enjoy the company of my women friends. They’re such a loyal bunch! My whole world now is my daughter, who looks exactly like her dad. Regretfully, she can never be mistaken for mine.
Such chutzpah you have! Not many women would have the guts to enter into such a lifetime commitment involving an innocent third party, but you did, without strings attached. You knew what you wanted and you went for it. As long as you were not held at gunpoint to have that baby, it’s nobody’s business that you now have a child. Cherish your life with her and make her a courteous, decent, respectful human being. All because she was a wanted baby.
Only women who are sure of themselves are able to tackle such adventure. Good for you! May there be more ballsy ladies who are in complete control of their destiny. After all, it’s your own shadow that follows you when you go home at night, and nobody else’s. If you are completely at peace and in acceptance of how you maneuvered your destiny, you can look anybody in the eye and never be guilty of anything.
All’s well that ends well!
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