My life changed as the result of a court ordered paternity test. Every guy that had attended a party at a fraternity house had been summoned but since I was not a member of the fraternity I was one of the last ones tested. I vaguely remembered attending the party but I did not remember getting laid. The party had taken place nearly a year before.
I figured that whoever they were looking for it was not me.
It was me.
The photograph of the girl I had impregnated meant nothing to me and even though I conceded the validity of the test I could not remember having sex that night. I admitted to probably being very drunk.
It soon became a matter for lawyers. The girl's family seemed to think they had won the lottery. Whatever the child won in court they thought it would be theirs to share.
When my Dad died Mom and I inherited a large amount of money. He had been a shrewd investor. As soon as the girl's family and lawyers learned that piece of information threats and accusations came flying in my direction.
Our family lawyer hired a private investigator to check on the girl and her family and when it came into our hands Mom and I spent an evening poring over the report. We debated the details of the report at length but eventually came to the conclusion that the girl was a good and honest person that with one exception was born into a family of slime-balls.
The exception was the girl's older sister who was also her lawyer. She had put herself through school in spite of her family. She had been working since she was a sophomore in high school.
The mother of my child had been attempting to do the same thing.
I had derailed her plans.
Mom's original thought was to fight the whole process to a standstill, she was positive I had fallen into a trap. She now conceded that a naive girl had simply been caught up in a situation well over her head and I had been too.
The next day Mom called the girls lawyer and asked her to join us for dinner that Wednesday night. She told her that our lawyer would not be present and that she wanted her to bring her sister and her new niece. It was to be an informal get together just so we got to know each other. To Mom's great surprise she readily agreed.
The next evening changed everything. The girl suing me for paternity was Miss Victoria Russell. She was small, maybe five two, one hundred pounds. She had dark hair and wore glasses. She was plain looking although a bit on the cute side. Her body was excellent.
She did look familiar but not sex partner familiar. We may have had a class together and may have been someone I nodded to in passing. She was very nervous and apprehensive.
Her older sister, the lawyer, looked vaguely like Victoria was three inches taller, maybe as many as ten years older, no glasses, and a blonde. Her name was Fay.
She seemed to be quietly confident in a non-adversarial way. She had a genuinely friendly smile. Mom seemed to like her immediately and allowed some of her defensiveness to drain away.
My daughter was in a carrier and was all bundled up so I could not see her until she was taken out it.
Fay handed her to me without speaking and my world changed.
As soon as I had her in my arms I was a father madly in love with his baby daughter.
Fay and Mom saw that of course and the entire tone of our meeting changed.
Fay said, "Everything I am going to say is off the record and I will deny we ever had this conservation or that I was ever here if I have to. My family wants to share in what they expect to be a large settlement. Vicky and I would prefer to keep the family out of it.
I apologize for all of the veiled threats hurled at you; they have come from the family and my firm. None have come from Vicky or me.
Vicky has always known who the father was but thought the pregnancy was completely her fault and intended to raise the child by herself. Our mother thinks that fraternity people are rich people and wanted the money so demanded the discovery."
Mom asked Vicky, "You knew who that father was all the time?"
"Yes. He is in fact the only one I have had sex with in three years. I had seen him often and knew he was smart and polite. He does not remember but often he has held a door for me as I entered or left a building. We had a class together once but he would not remember me from that. There were over fifty people in that class. I admired him from a distance.
"At the frat party I was an easy conquest for him and I was sober. I do not drink.
He seemed to think I was gorgeous so I knew he was drunk. He had his choice of girls that night so I was very flattered that he was spending time with me. We laughed a lot. We played a video game and I beat him easily, he could barely handle the controllers.
He asked me what he owed me. I said a kiss. That kiss led to another and another until a couple interrupted us and asked to play the video game. We gave way to them and headed for a couch to continue our kissing but by then every part of the room had couples having sex. I decided to let him have me and took us to a small space between the back of a couch and a wall.
I expected him to simply take me and brag about his easy conquest.
I expected to brag about getting laid at a fraternity party to my girlfriends.
Neither happened.
He made love to me; he made me feel like I was the most important girl in his life. He never hurried, he waited for me.
He made me faint.
When I recovered he was gone. I dressed and went home."
"Do you remember any of that?' Mom asked me.
"A bit more now than I did before. I remember getting trounced in the video game and I remember the kiss. The only part I remembered before tonight was going to the couch with a glass of water to give to someone on the floor behind it.
Since there was no one there I thought I was too drunk to think straight and I came back home. I am kind of glad I had not been hallucinating."
"You came back to find me?" Vicky asked with surprise.
I nodded yes as I gave her a closer look. I briefly closed my eyes and remembered the kisses. I had eaten them up.
Mom asked Vicky, "When did you learn you were pregnant?"
"Fay does not believe me but I knew before I stepped out of the back of the couch. One missed period later I got confirmation. I was on the pill but I was not very consistent in taking them.
I am too plain even for horny college guys and most of my sex was with a nice toy Fay gave me when I started college," she said and immediately regretted it.
She blushed a deep red.
I could see that Vicky could not believe she had said that. Fay was blushing too. Mom had a knowing smile on her lips.
Vicky stuttered a bit before she added; "I can tell you that I was not a bit upset over the pregnancy.
I kept the condition to myself until I began to show. My parents insisted I tell them who the father was but I told them I had been to a fraternity party and was too drunk to remember. They heard the word fraternity and they saw dollar signs.
I knew you did not belong to the fraternity and did not expect them to summon you but apparently someone remembered you were there. Sorry."
"Thank you for trying," Mom said to Vicky. "That was brave of you."
"I just wanted to cause the least amount of trouble," Vicky said.
"Life at home had been difficult at best; after my condition became obvious it became a living hell. Fay made a bit of room for me in her small condo and I have been spending most of each day there.
She was the only member of the family with me when the baby was born."
