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Lance Tucker had no clue how much his life would change after the Toronto games. After Maggie Townsend told the world she'd be working with him after winning the Gold for the US Women's Gymnastics team they all headed off to LA.
At first, he thought a lot about banging the annoying little bitch. But he wasn't gonna fuck her while she was still 16. His pretty little ass wouldn't last 30 minutes in jail, no fucking thank you. So he waited.
A couple years later, he fucked her. And soon after that, she told him she was pregnant. Lance nearly passed out. He was quick to deny that the baby was his, and could've sworn he did all he could not to come inside her. Fuck, why didn't I wear a condom?? He thought at that time.
What was worse was work got out about the "scandal" and the Olympic Committee proceed to can his ass from coaching. It wasn't even his fault, but they fired him!!
He was close to running away faster than you could say 'leotard' for the event that ruined his career, but apart of him wanted to stay. He figured the baby would want it's daddy in it's life, cause that would suck. So after some serious thinking, he told her he'd stay.
But Maggie's mom Janice, wanted nothing to do with him, and she didn't want him to be around Maggie or their baby, ever again for what he did. She didn't want him around for any of her doctors appointments, for the ultrasound when they find out the sex of the baby, none of it. For fucks same, it's not like he raped her. She's a fucking adult just like him, they could do whatever they wanted.
After hearing that, he was all 'Whatever, I don't give a shit.' On the outside. But on the inside, it really hurt. If it was his kid, he wanted to at least make an effort for his future son or daughter.
So he asked to have a paternity test done while she was pregnant. He heard they had ways to do that early so there would be no surprises once they come popping out. And when the results came back, they were all shocked to hear it wasn't Lances.
Apparently he wasn't the only guy she fucked after moving to LA, the little skank. Well he couldn't remember their encounter that much, they were both a little buzzed. But they found out who the real baby daddy was, and they found him. He was happy to hear the news and decided to stay with Maggie and their baby.
Lance was so relieved. He laughed his ass off after he found out it wasn't his. Like a Hyena or The Joker on crack type laughing. He laughed until his chest hurt and he was crying. So he promptly proceeded to tell them goodbye and fuck you before moving on with his life. But boy, was he not ready for what was gonna come knocking on his door a year later.
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After the whole scandal with Maggie got out and the committee giving him the axe, he had to really downgrade. He moved from having awesome hotel rooms and a swanky apartment, he managed to find a shithole apartment on a not-so-great part of LA.
He even had to find another job. Lance fucking Tucker. The God, no, the fucking Zeus of Gymnastics, had to find a normal job. Great. Well there was one perk to that. He found a Gymnastics center that was in need of some help with coaching boys, and he got it.
He helped train boys from 5 to 18, and a lot of them had great potential. And then there were were had great enough potential to possibly make it to the Olympics. He was having a lot of fun with that. But he wasn't getting paid much for that, so he had to take on a second job, working for Starbucks. Fuckikg Starbucks, of all places. He hates coffee. But whatever helps him pay the rent, then whatever.
A year went by, and everything seemed pretty normal. He's fucked some more since then, but not as much, and made sure he didn't have another scare like he had with Maggie. And now he was glad the baby wasn't his, cause Maggie and Janice drove him nuts. But something else was just waiting to come and he was not ready for it at all.
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One day he was in bed with some girl he picked up the night before. He forgot she was still there, but wishes she would get out. He'd like to enjoy his day off from both jobs, without some bitch getting clingy with him.
But he was dragged out of bed by someone pounding on the door. He groaned and got the bitch off of him enough so he could go see whose knocking at thus ungodly hour. When he answered, a girl was standing there.
He quickly smiled and decided it wasn't too early to work his irresistible charm, and leaned up against the door frame. He asked "You lost, beautiful?"
The girl's face sat in a frown and she said "No Lance, I'm right where I wanna be."
He asked "And how do you know my name, Baby?"
She shook her head and chuckled. She narrowed her eyes and asked "You seriously don't remember me, do you?"
His smile widened and said "Baby if I had a dollar for every girl or guy whose said that, I probably wouldn't be living in this shithole right now. What am I supposed to remember?"
She said "We had a real good night together about a year ago. Remember that? You fucking should remember."
That's when he actually realized she had a baby girl sitting on her hip. He just noticed she was there, he was more focused on the girl whose claiming they've met previously before now. He looked at the baby and smiled. He said "She's a cutie. She yours?"
She nodded and said "Yeah, she is...And I brought her with me, cause I figured it would be nice for her to finally meet her daddy."
His stomach nearly dropped to his feet when she said that. No. No fucking way. He stared at her for a long time and every time he tried to say something, his mouth would close.
After what felt like an eternity, he pointed at the lady and said "No, no fucking way. I don't know who the fuck you think you are lady, but I don't know you, and she is not mine!"
The girl said "You're the only guy I've slept with in a long time, Lance. She's yours, I know she is."
Lance then pointed his finger near her face and said "She's not, you've got no proof!"
She asked"You want proof? You really want proof??"
"Yeah, I want fucking proof. Get her tested then, try me."
She said "Okay, I will. I'll get your fucking proof, come on then, get your ass ready."
After kicking the girl in his bed out, he quickly got dressed, and followed then down to the girls car. She put the baby in a car seat and they went to get a paternity test done. While they were waiting for the results, it felt like 20 years had passed. And when they got the results, Lance nearly passed again when he found out the baby was in fact his.