3 Arranged Marriage

My mother never married my father, but they were always together, they still are and added more children to our family but we'll get there later on.

My mother did not like having money always, (haha) she pulled my siblings out of the schools they attended and we moved to the countryside without my father, he knew my mother never loved him and that she just tolerated him, so he did not want to get on her nerves and let her do what she wanted.

She did, she put my siblings in a school, that had little resources, and they lived in a home that was so fucking small, it'll make you cry if you saw it but they survived, my mother worked five jobs, they had butter bread and sugar water every night, till my brothers started working.

But that is a completely different fucked up story, that will be told one day just not now.

If you read what I said, I mentioned my siblings and they, not we or us. Yes, I never lived with them.

When I was 4 years old we went to Japan, my father was meeting someone, a real estate agent, he too had so much money.

But anyways, I was with my father when he went to meet him and near this, mans house was a park, my mother was with also that day and my twin brother.

So I was playing near a tree, and after I gathered a handful of flowers, originally I was planning to give them to my mother but when I stood up and turned around I bumped into someone.

I fell back to the ground and this someone was actually a boy, thinking back to that day he, was beautiful.

He held out his hand and helped me up, he wasn't the only one there, my brother and 4 other boys were there too.

Apparently, they saw my brother and wanted to become friends with him, but this boy that I bumped into kept smiling at me.

Later on, I found out that he was the real estate agent's son and his father was close friends with my father.

We stayed over at their house and just before we left for South Korea, he said to me, "I want to marry you."

At that time I did not understand but I remember it as if it happened yesterday. Later on, after many years I asked him about that day and he told me, " I meant what I said, you are my first love, I really do want to marry you."

(Sigh)

Anyways…

We went home and a month later I returned alone to Japan and lived with them.

I…

(Sigh)

I was told by my mother that I had to go live with them because I was going to be his wife, I didn't understand it all I know is that I cried on that plane, I cried the first few nights and then I became an antisocial person, but you have to understand I was shy to begin with, so you couldn't really blame me.

So I left my family and was on the plane with his birth mother, I stayed with her for a couple of years but then she and her husband split and I couldn't leave with her.

I could speak to him and his friends, his mother and his father, the housekeeper and the teachers at school, but I never really had friends.

So back to when I first stayed there.

His name was Yasuharu Yoshino, he was handsome and still is, we are 4 years apart, and I am his first love.

So we were happy together but unfortunately, his parents divorced and they had three kids together, Yashuharu Yoshino the eldest Yashuharu Yoshiro their second son and a daughter named Yashuharu Yoshiyuki.

She was like a mother to me and she had to leave all her kids behind and was kicked out of her own house but I will tell you this story later on.

So yes, Yoshino and I were going to get married when I turn 20 but things changed over the last few years.

But before we get to that, let me tell you about our relationship.

He expressed his love for me every day, he took care of me, he helped me with my homework, he came to watch me everyday I had a tennis match, we would go on dates, go watch movies, sit at home and watched movies.

He would make his friends look after me when he couldn't and they would also help me with homework, it was awesome actually, Yoshino helped me with maths and language because he was excellent in those two and his friends would help me with the subjects they knew best, so I basically was a top student because of them.

Fast Forward to the year I turned 14, oh well that year, Yoshino and I started making out, he started playing with my small breast, he would rub my butt cheeks, I don't mean to brag but I never had an ass those years, but I do have a fat ass now, that refuses to fit in a jeans from all the food.

(Haha)

Anyways, yes, then we got naked, he used to suck on my vagina and made me feel good, and I would go down on him, he taught me everything I know today about sex and how to please the person you love.

This continued for a while and he asked me if it was okay if we had sex, I was so scared and I refused him so many times, but then one day I manned up and let him enter me.

I'm not going to lie to you but I hated every minute of it, my vagina was small back then, I was skinny, petite like they say, my body was not ready for it, but the look on his face made me keep all the pain to myself.

He was so happy afterwards and he loved me even more, this affection he had towards me was overwhelming at first but I grew to like it and want more and we continued to have sex for the next two years.

Every now and then Yoshino and I would talk about what we would do after we get married, I would be a housewife and he would work as a real estate agent.

But little did I know that when I turned 15, we would slowly drift apart.