This event destroyed my life, and because I'm so afraid of losing everything AGAIN, I've created an anonymous account.

I hope you guys will let me vent here...

When I was 17, I met a girl at a high school football game. She was big breasted, gorgeous, and claimed to be 15 years old from a different school.

Back then, I was a beta virgin and suffered from quite a bit of bullying at school. When this knockout of a girl offered me attention, I was taken aback and immediately infatuated.

Then, she showed up randomly at my church one weekend. Apparently, she knew a girl that went to the same church as me and wanted to see me again.

We exchanged phone numbers, texted a bit, and decided to meet up at a local playground to walk and talk then go to a movie afterwards.

Before stepping out of the car, without a word, she undid my jeans and went at it.

After coming up for air, she requested we go somewhere private.

Needless to say, we did the deed. It was my first time, but it definitely wasn't hers.

After a month of dating, my friends catch her making out with some guy at a basketball game, friends I trusted more than anyone else who had never lied to me.

I even got her to admit to it. She apologized, but I broke up with her. I was devestated.

Well, you can imagine my further devestation when two detectives knock on my door one day and question me. They ask me if I touched this girl. Being an honest person, I was going to tell them everything, especially after they promised I wouldn't get in any trouble.

Well, apparently detectives can make up anything they want for a confession.

Turns out, this girl accused me of rape. I was a nervous wreck, I stopped eating. I thought my life was over.

And then she got a friend of hers to accuse me of the same thing.

I was arrested and thrown in jail for a week. When my parents could finally afford to post bail, I was met with expulsion from high school, a retraction of my acceptance to Yale (I had a scholarship for low income students, and my parents had cried with happiness when they read that acceptance letter), and I was, without conviction, added to the database for child abusers.

I didn't rape that girl. I didn't touch her in any way she didn't want.

But I was still in trouble. BIG trouble.

Because she had lied about being 15. She was 13.

This might be where some of you change your mind in this story. But guys, come on, I'm not saying it's right, but when you're deceived by a girl who's sexually developed beyond her age, someone who is in your pants before you can say hello to her in person for the first time, and you're still not an adult yourself, how does that make me a sex offending pedophile?

Anyway, the court cases began after my 18th birthday. After a suicide attempt and anorexia, I made a plea deal to be a double felon with 2 counts of aggravated assault instead of rape.

It was hard on me, and I had already planned to take my life if I was convicted with a prison sentence. But I managed to get a 5 year suspended sentence and I was forced to pay the girls and their family's $2500 a piece.

It's been years, my sentence is over, and I've made a living online and work from home, making more money than I thought I could as a felon.

I'm happy where I am, but I still lost my virginity to a liar who wanted to ruin, or even take, my life for good.

TL;DR - Thot lies, seduces virgin, accuses him of rape, is pedophile in eyes of justice system

EDIT: I didn't get slammed as a sex offender, thank god.