When I was about 20 I went out drinking with some girls, slept with one of them, and got her pregnant
Her initial reaction was to keep the baby. Over the next two weeks I walked a psychological tightrope. I painted a bleak future for the baby, and impressed upon her that there would be better opportunities to have kids in the future. But I knew I couldn't put on too much pressure or she might react against it. The decision had to come from her. It was as delicate a game as I'd ever played. Eventually she agreed, and I drove her to the clinic and waited while she had her abortion. I came this close to totally fucking up my life. All the fun of my 20s and 30s would have been gone in a blizzard of nappies and school nights.
It was a close shave
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Mon 8 Jul 2013, 13:03, 2 replies)

You're not my real dad!

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Mon 8 Jul 2013, 13:24, closed)

She needed a close shave before an abortion?
Wow you were lucky, saved from a lifetime of living with a woman with a growler that hairy.
(Barnetboy, Tue 9 Jul 2013, 15:44, closed)