Two years ago I met this girl from Tracy named Sara. Anyways Sara was a dime. Bitch would take me out to eat and to the movies. And I'm a pretty good catch (minus the criminal insanity that runs in my family.) I'm good looking, I make good money, I'm suave, etc. So it's only logical Sara falls deeply and madly in love with me.
Pretty soon I get to know her mom Karen and her dad Thomas. Good folks. Her mom was always super nice to me. Eventually Sara and I get engaged. And one night almost 4 months to the day of the day of the wedding Karen takes me out shopping. We're looking for some downy at the local Walmart on Grant. Anyways we get back home and the house is empty. Seems they went to go out and eat (Sara and Thomas).
Karen asks me if I know how to dance and of course being of pure blooded Latin blood I got that passion in my shoes and in my soul. So I teach her that I'm able to keep up with that red headed pussy. When I'm spinning Karen she stumbles and falls on me and we fall on the couch. Eventually we start groping each other. We fuck. Bareback.
Thomas and Sara come in and see me fucking the girls mom. I was kicked out. I lost the woman who I was engaged to, and was heartbroken. Somehow through my pain I'm able to find time for both Sara (who was trying to make up with me) and Karen (who I was also still fucking.) It turns out, about 3 months later, that Karen is pregnant. Thomas is impotent, so guess who the baby daddy is?
In a fit of rage (bitch trying to make me the dad + breaking up my marriage = a mad MEXCOM) I start beating her stomach. A few seconds later I gain control of myself. A weeks later, during one of our undercover fuck sessions, Karen has to go to the bathroom. I hear a yell and in a puddle of piss and blood I see a small fetus. MEXCOM Jr. was only 4 months old.
RIP to my son.