My name is Sharon and I know I am not attractive or popular. I am considerably overweight, plain, and my family is pretty basic so I don’t have much in terms of fashion to put on.
I use to get picked on a lot, name called, bullied, you know the drill. I thought was bad until I went I highschool and just got ignored all together like I was not even there, or if I was nobody cared if I was.
A couple months ago, I did go to a school party with one of my only friends. We went late, sort of to sneak under the radar and because we knew most people would be drunk or high already and not call to much attention to us.
I think my friend ditched me. She was talking to a guy then was gone. It was so awkward just standing around and watching everyone else have fun but nobody would talk to me. I stepped out side to have a smoke and there was some people toking and this one guy who was kinda of miss fit and over weight ask me to come over to a bench and toke with him a bit. I don’t toke a lot but a guy was actually talking to me so I was in. And before I knew, we were only several drags in and he was all over me feeling me up, fondling my boobs, and I mean right up under my top undoing my bra and everything and I did not even know his name. It felt so good when he pulled on my virgin nipples and soon he was literally rubbing my crotch right through my leggings, it was incredible, and I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
Heaven did not last. His friend came yelling about needing his pot and just like the the guy was up, and leaving but was like, “stay there, I’ll be right back.” Yeah right, he got to feel up that fat girl and now he was getting out. Still in all my years in highschool this is closest I got to sex so I waited, when over 45 minutes passed I was about to leave in shame, when suddenly we was back, and with two friends.
“So my friend, knows where there is an empty room not taken, and we where wondering if you want to hang?” he said.
“Hang?” I said. “Hang with you?” I was in shock.
“Well, it’s a big room, maybe you could hang with us all?”
“Hang?” I said in sock and beat red in the face.
“Yeah hang.” Said one of the other boys. “We got some blunts to smoke, and who knows, right?”
I went, and I’ll just say two things about it 1) more then blunts went in my mouth that night and 2) I did not go home a virgin, not even close.
It did not stay there, why would it, it is highschool right? Now guys come up to me all the time at school when nobody else is around or when I am walking home. And they are like, “Hey Sharon, Will says you like to hang, wanna hang with me? Our secret right?”
I know I am getting used. And let me tell you it is degrading to be screwed by guys who walk right by you the next day at school and ignore you, like your nothing. But it is my senior year, I am finally the farthest thing from a virgin, and I am getting all this attention. Plus sex is amazing and I am getting really good at it. Yes, I am ashamed, but you know what, I got over it, when even some of the hottest most popular guys screwed me because they knew they could, and I’d not tell a soul. I use to use condoms but one of the guys took me to a free clinic and I got the pill, but I only go raw with the good looking guys. If the guy or guys are hot enough I am up for just about anything.
Yeah I am that girl. I am the fat girl, that everyone who gets in on the secret at least takes for one ride, because I let them, and keep the secret, so no one knows the fucked the fatty. Don’t tell me to get self respect, or that is need to have self esteem, I am having the time of my life, and I know it will end when I graduate. I am getting all I can.
