I had some adventures when I was younger that I’m willing to share. It’s my first time writing my adventures and English is not my native language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes in.
This happened when I was around 20. I was working in a casual clothing store where I met a coworker I’ll name John. He was a good guy and it was easy to talk with him. After couple month working together he trusted me enough to talk about his mom’s divorce and he was moving back to her house to support her and save some money to get a better apartment. He was looking for some help to move his stuff so I accepted.
The house was really big and had more than enough place for them. I met his mom there who, I guess, was in her 40’s. I introduced myself quickly before heading back to help John. She was pretty good looking but I could tell she had some sadness on her face and she kept her distance while we were moving stuff in. I’ll call her Julie for the story.