oooooooooooh boy. Should I tell the story or not... What the hell. Involves more than 1 illegal thing.
Ok, I'm 20 and dating a 15yr old at high school. Cute little redhead. I'm on probation for theft of a college (nother interesting story) and doing my best to fly under the radar. (they kind of frown on dating anyone younger than 16. We hadn't been sexual so I didn't have to worry about that. I kinda got the hint one night that she was finally going to be intimate with me so I drove over to her house in the middle of the night to go get her. She lived in the basement and had a window that was right at ground level. I knocked on her window a few times and noticed that it was open. So, I climbed into her room and found that she wasn't there. Ok, the window was open. Obviously she's left and I'm thinking she'll be back in a little while. I lay down on her bed and cover myself up in case her parents decide to come downstairs and before long, they do... All the while my heart beating loud enough to be hear I think by her parents and they shut the door and go away. Sure was a close one. I continue to lay there all the while under the covers and with my eyes closed eventually fall asleep... (yeah you know where this is going) I wake to DAD screaming at me "Where the *uck is my Daughter and Who the *uck are you??!?!" We go upstairs and while dad is calling the cops I sit with mom at the kitchen table. He finishes his call and goes to the front door and opens it in anticipation of the police's arrival. He comes back into the kitchen and starts grilling me about where his daughter is. I'm freaking at this point and thinking to myself... Probation...Cops..Forever behind bars. I never did tell them my name. So in a flash of brilliance or stupidity, I bolt for the front door that dad was stupid enough to leave open. Dad charges after me and I'm like grease Freakiin lighting. I outdistance him by about 50 feet and think to myself, "Ok, this is not going to work.. I'm overweight, and getting tired, I've gotta ditch this guy." So I head for a yard and a fence. I hop over the fence and hear dad yelling behind me "I wouldn't run through that yard if I were You!" I found out why seconds later as a Doberman comes running off the porch of the second story, down the stairs and right at me! I didn't stop for nothing and continued through the yard to the back fence. The dog was gaining on me and I barely made it over the fence before he caught up to me. Dog comes screaming to a halt, I literally jumped head first over that fence.. Never ran so fast in my entire freaking life! I continued to run through a large field after picking myself off the ground and headed for some bushes along one side of a street. I hid in those bushes for probably 40 minutes all the while the cops were patrolling the area looking for me. When I deemed it safe to continue on my way, I walked 10 or so blocks to a friends house and crashed on his porch swing. I woke the next morning and went home having thought I'd gotten away scott free. That was until my next meeting with my probation officer and she asked me who the redhead was and told me kindly to never ever go back to that mans house ever again. No time served, no trouble, just a warning. We broke up not long after that.
I found out later that the reason she wasn't there, was that she'd ran away from home.
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