The Patricia

I was on the outs with a Girlfriend by the name of Marjann who was the perverbial sugar momma to Me- My friends where I grew up nagged Her and I, because she was wealthy, and she bought Me a Used Car and a Used Trailor a while back. Anyways- things changed in our life on not being able to go out and do things together anymore after an incident with Her parents, One passing away, the other having a stroke. So on New Years eve I was off to have a party by myself. I went to the local country club to dance,drink and meet woman. During that night I met Patricia Babin. We danced, We talked, and ended the night by exchanging phone numbers and a simple kiss. Patricia too, was coming out of a relationship with a guy from Lafayette, LA. Patricia worked at Stanleys Grocery, and I worked at Superior Rent to Own. So Fast forwarding I took her out on a few dates, met her mom and by the end of the month, I was moving rather fast, by asking Patricia and her best friend Joelle to live with Me at My Trailor I owned, with Joelle's Boyfriend too. We thought it would be cool, and it also helped alieve the pressure from patricia moving out of her moms house. Meeting Patricias mom was an ordeal, She nearly ran into My car and I flipped her the bird, before I knew who she was. So by February 1st Patricia was living with Me, and on February 14th, Valentines day, Patricia hit Me with * I am Pregnant *, and the next day, without even asking, I called My mom up and said " Mom, We are having a baby, and We are getting Married ", Patricia looked at Me oddly, and then smiled, She was at odds with Me not asking, but the grin creased, told Me she did want it as I spoke it to My mom. I knew Patricia to be the type to worry about having children and such out of wedlock. I handled the situation like a Man, I never debated if it was Mine or not, I simply accepted it. Later in the years Id always wonder if caitlyn would be the child of that man in Lafayette, because frankly patricia and I never started fucking til late January, and to be told, I am pregnant the second week into February should strike any mans curiousity. So We got married- We lived happily together for six years. Some time during that marriage I think we split twice but got back together, moved back and forth through Houma La, and Leesvile LA, and finally moved back when Patricia's father passed away, Again I moved to Houma to allow Patricia to be closer to Her mom, who was distraught at the loss of her husband and wanted Pat to live with Her and take care of Her, and that was short lived before we got our own place, one thing was for sure, Her mother was a hard person to get along with and quite sue happy, its how she became wealthy to be honest, by sueing people, from the sheriffs department to anyone that hit her in a car, Id pay the price later, when patricia became just like Her mother affording Lawyers on speed dial, to have anything brought up, to take me to court over. The Cataclysmic change in My life was when My brother who shortly after introducing Me to Gor, passed away due to a DUI car accident, a woman had drove Him to his grave high on drugs and alcohol. Well I was frankly beginning to delve into a darker-self of My life and I didnt even know it. I already had several fetishes that I was precurring per say, and asking Patricia to help Me along with them, upto and including; Boot Fetish, Anal Fetish, and simply playing dress-up. It was when Patricia and I got into a fight, and She told HER Mom anddd My MOM, that I asked her to have a three-some, and that I like to be ass fucked by a dildo, and that She thought I was gay, that I began to frown and no longer love Patricia. I felt such talk was left to the bedroom, and when she told both Mothers, and then My best friend, I had enough, their was no more trust. I was growing into a darker-self and changing learning more about bdsm and gor online, while patricia stayed her rich conservative sueing self, the insults cut deep, and I began to wonder, was I going to be with this *NO NIPPLED* woman for the rest of My life. Yes- Patricia had an aureolla, but no nipples, no matter how you sucked on them they were innies, it had been six years since I tweaked a hard nipple, chuckles, and it came to pass one evening, when I was online, and she and I were argueing, she disconnected Me from the internet for the umptenth time, and I had enough. I told her to get out. I had enough. I was done. I wanted a divorce, came from My lips. Alot was going on in My life at that time, I was learning about bdsm, and I was contemplating suicide as well, I really missed my brother, and loosing a loved one like that was a life altering event. I swore to myself that in honor of My brother, I would delve into Gor and learn more of it, and do better of it. He had went as far as being a First sword in the realm of Gor, and at the time I was a gatekeeper within another room, I wanted My brother in spirit to live gor through Me, perhaps strange to some of you reading this, but its how I felt, and soon enough, I became an Ubar, which was a Leader of a City. Patricia and My seperation was okay per say - Patricia could wealthy like afford all the lawyers through the support of her rich ass mother. She manipulated her way to haveing custody of caitlyn, and even manipulated it from, first allowing Me to have caitlyn for the whole summer, to, telling her lawyer she couldnt stand being away from caitlyn that long, so I was told, and informed, again because I didnt have a lawyer, that I only got three weeks with caitlyn rather than three or even two months. Over and Over she plotted to fuck Me over with lawyers and laws. I tried to resolve the matters and accept what she had done. I found by kissing patricia's ass, I could get caitlyn behind the contracts of the law, for four hours each and every day, while she worked, and when I went to work at night, she would pick up caitlyn. Things were great *OFF THE BOOKS*, per say. Next, I got a girlfriend, and when that girlfriend came to meet Me, I had caitlyn with Me that day, for that typical day, while patricia worked, and then came over to pick her up, it was when that girlfriend cradled a hug around My shoulders that patricia stormed out the house with caitlyn. She later that week refused to allow Me to take caitlyn to My grandmothers funeral, and arrived herself, even though we were divorced, the entire time, she was steaming, and staring at My girlfriend and I, of course that angered My father and I, who wanted to see His grand daughter. Patricia was great at using caitlyn as a pawn. I had to go through an interrogation each time I wanted too talk to My daughter. I was divorced with Patricia, but she just HAD TO TALK, and if I didnt, I was denied to speak with Her. Patricia actually got her Lawyer to tell me to go get a better job to pay he More money for childsupport. I was working at a movie theatre happily so, as an Usher. YES- it wasnt much, but I was happy. But the Lawyer and Patricia were hungry for Money and Blood, naturally. I was told that if I had a joy for movies, I should go become a movie producer so I could support patricia and caitlyn better. Can you fucking believe it? Of course I was being talked down to by the Middle class, and I was just a standard blue collar minimum wage worker.... It was when I moved to Kentucky was the last time I saw Caitlyn. after two years of being away, Patricia agreed after the typical interrogation to allow Me, *UNDER THE BOOKS* again, without the backing of papers, to let Me see caitlyn for two months. That lasted three weeks again, when Patricia insisted to call and speak to Me on the phone, caitlyn answered, and asked Me to come to the phone, I was groggily asleep at 10 am in the morning, and Michelle, My new wife was up, on the computer. I told caitlyn to tell Her mother that, I was no longer married to Her, and that I dont need to talk to Her anymore. Patricia came up three days later to claim Her daughter for My infraction. I sent Michelle to Pack Caitlyns bags, and little did I know, ( at the time we had puppies ), the very angry michelle packed dog shit into caitlyns suitcase to spite Patricia. Of course Patricia would forever more use that against Me as leverage to argue over, blaming Me. Ever since then I have never spoken to My daughter again, Caitlyn is hidden from Me, and I dont know how to reach or contact her. I tried for two weeks once to contact her this year (2005), and after several phone calls to friends, got none other than Patricia on the phone, NOT caitlyn of course....where I was given a tangent and a tirade on how Caitlyn hates Me for whipping her, and how she didnt want to be forced to speak to that bad man, (ME), Note I spanked caitlyn for the first time during that visit for using a pair of scissors on my silk satin sheets and cutting them up. I suppose maybe it was a cry for some attention from my daughter, but what can I say, the only excuse was, that I was still in a depression over my brother and lost in the internet, I wasnt working and I was out of shape, I think I was still trying to kill Myself slowly..... Patricia did the unthinkable, and sent another lawyer after Me trying to force Me to sign papers for adoption. I refused. I said, I was not dead yet, but soon enough, I would be, and then she could have caitlyn adopted. I was advised then that if I didnt arrive in court four states away, at their beckon command to fight for adoption custody, I would loose my daughter, I was not working, I was a wreck, in depression, Not drinking, Not doing drugs, just torn up inside, and it was at that point, I lost caitlyn, due to the force play of Patricia's Lawyers and Herself. Since that time- I have tried to talk to caitlyn twice in five years, and each time, denied by the ever tyrant patricia. She states they have a new child, with her new husband, and caitlyn now has a brother, and they are frankly writing Me out of their life, they are brain washing caitlyn with this new life.... I can only hope one day I can explain this to caitlyn at how hard her mother worked to keep us apart and how she used caitlyn as a pawn to get her ways.... THE END