Free Free Agent by Lolah Lace

a garbage can at the front of the store. I will through the napkins out.”
    “Okay.” 
    After we got ourselves presentable we went into the Barnes and Noble. Deja went straight to the restroom to wash the remainder of my sticky cum off her hands.
    I followed her around the store as she browsed the bookshelves. I directed her towards the sexual position books. I pointed out the positions I wanted to try and she slapped my hands away several times until they were red. 
    This date was fun. Every time I saw her was like a new adventure. Being faithful to her just isn’t as hard as I thought it would be. 
     
    *****

 
    It was Friday and I had to work but Uncle Mason gave me the day off. I had an important appointment to keep. I had to escort Selena to the clinic.
    I wished I was spending my day with my girlfriend but I fucked up and got the one person on the planet I would never have a kid with pregnant. I shouldn’t have believed her when she said she was on the pill. I’m not a bad guy. I have respect for older women because they don’t play these silly games.
    Young girls are always acting like they want a no strings attached relationship. Then as soon as you smash them or are nice to them, they want more. I don’t have more to give then my cock and I’m a nice guy because my parents raised me that way. Older women take you as you are. Now Deja is young. Deja has my stupid theories and head all screwed up. It appears that she is different. I’m afraid that she will change. I hope not. I really like her. I think about her all the time. I wonder if she feels the same way about me.
    Maybe she’s slumming with me until she finds her Prince Charming. If that’s why she’s with me then I will take her as long as she will have me. Deja is drama free. She has goals. I know one day I’m going to fuck up and she’s going to dump me. After Deja, I won’t be able to go back to ordinary random girls. I have to stop sleeping with these young sluts. I guess I already have, thanks to my girlfriend.
    I could not believe how Selena cried when she told me she wanted to keep the baby. I never ever took her on a date anywhere in public. I met Selena at a club and I smashed her that same night. She drinks more than me. At this point in her life does she really think she’s mother material? I’m not father material. I’m just learning to pay my bills on time.
    It didn’t matter. I picked Selena up from her parents place. I didn’t know if I should talk or be quiet. I had yelled enough the day she told me this disturbing news.
    I’ve been through this process before and I knew it would take at least three hours. There is paperwork, tests and exams, an actual abortion and a recovery period. I couldn’t wait to be rid of Selena. I was going to be nice, caring and supportive all the way up until I dropped her off on her doorstep. Then it is deuces, adios amigos and see ya wouldn’t want to be ya.
    I was in a daze. I paid the money and I couldn’t wait for them to take Selena away. She was being put to sleep and I planned on sneaking out the clinic and going to see Deja. I wasn’t sneaking. I was walking out the front door pass the Pro-Lifers with their gruesome signs and ugly vicious attacks. Any child raised by Selena would grow up neglected, abused and eventually turn into a criminal. Today that kid would not be mine.
    Selena wouldn’t even know I was gone. If I’m not back in time she can text me. Blowing up my cell seems to be her favorite pastime. 
    After I got Selena all squared away, I left the clinic. Selena is in the hands of the medical staff at the clinic. I hopped into my Mustang and headed to the one person I longed to see more than anyone else.
    I lied to Deja and told her I was working today. I didn’t have much of a choice. I couldn’t tell her I was going to an abortion clinic. I couldn’t tell her the stupid choices and dumbass circumstances that put me in my present situation.
    Deja had an early