I was 18 and still living at home when my mom told me during a conversation that her friend Maria had been having sexual dreams about me. At the time I didn’t think much of it, but was flattered and surprised she would see me that way. My mom at the time was 40 and Maria was only 29. They had grown to be friends because of mom’s friendship with Maria’s long-time boyfriend Jose. Jose and I would hang out and get high while the ladies would catch up and talk for hours. He was close to 50 and had a million stories that would easily pass the time. So not long after I was told about Maria’s dreams, Jose and Maria broke up (they were on and off for years honestly) because he’d been cheating on her.
The Set Up: My mom was heading out of town for a weekend with my grandparents and suggested I hang out with Maria to keep her company since she was depressed about the breakup. I told her I would probably be hanging with friends and that Maria likely had plans with her family or something. Mom didn’t accept any excuses and called Maria. She told her that she’d be gone and that I’d love to hang out with her. She threw the phone at me and said “Just help her get over all the bullshit he caused”. I got on the phone and we agreed she would come over the first night Mom would be gone.