Where it happened: Nova Scotia
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
I grew up in Springfeild Minnesota. I will never forget the day that I married my cousin Rosavere. I was 12 and he was 36. My parents told me that I had to marry him in order to keep the family money. They told me that if I did not marry Rosavere we would loose everything and eventually starve. I did not feel ready to become a wife or a mother but back in those days girls were birthing babies by the age of 13. My parents told me I was the only one who could save our little family being the only girl. Rosavere was a distant cousin who made his fortune in the West. He was not an ugly man but I never did find him attractive. We were married in my small town church in April 1931. The day after we were married I turned 12. As a wedding and birthday present he was going to take me on a trip to Nova Scotia. I was excited because I had never left home. Our first night in Nova Scotia we stayed in a nice little room at a boarding house. As I was getting ready for bed Rosavere told me that he was going to make me a woman. I asked him what he meant and he told me I would find out. He came up to me and kissed me on the lips. I had never been kissed before although I had thought about many times. I dreamed that my first kiss would be a sweet passionate kiss with the man I loved, instead of my cousin Rosavere. He kissed me hard and moved his tongue around as I stood frozen not knowing what to do. He then ripped my silk bloomers off and pulled me over to the bed. He then took his trousers off. I had never seen a naked man before. Rosavere told me not to be worried that he make me feel better in a minute. Then he slowly entered me. A bolt of pain coursed through my body. I whimpered. Rosavere all the while moving in and out. It was a strange feeling that I did not enjoy that night. Rosavere closed his eyes and shuddered then stop moving all together. He said it was over. Then went to the bathroom and showered. I realized that I was no longer a virgin. 9 months later my first baby girl was born. I named her Jocelyn. I never loved Rosavere, but I loved every single one of my 8 children. Rosavere died at the age of 69 just before my last and only son was born.
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