Part 1
So about 10 years ago at around 20 I got my own little place. It toke me a while to get it really into a livable place. Time went on and a few months later a friend of mine needed a place to live. I was happy to help a good friend in need as I had an extra room. He moved int got a job and helped a little with the rent every now and then. I didn’t mind, as I wanted to help him get on his feet.
Moving on, time passed and he got a new gf, this 19 year old average height, fit, 32DD, hazelnut brunette, she was good to look at. We met her at the same time and she came onto me first, but I had a gf so I wasn’t interested. So they started dating, but the problem was that she never left our place. She had her own place, but she was always at our place. Me helping out a friend started turning into me supporting a friend and his gf, while they toke up all the space and used all the stuff that I had to pay for. This wasn’t what I signed up for, my place turned into their place and I felt like a third wheel.