Second night with mom and aunt Paula
About six months after my parents divorced, my mom and I had moved in to a small apartment. Shortly after my aunt Paula moved in, to help mom with me. At the age of ten I was a bit gullible and it was only recently I discovered Aunt Paula is not really my aunt.I had always presumed moms and Aunt’s normally shared a room, and I never had a reason to question our living accommodation. A couple of weeks ago, I had the most amazing experience, mom and Aunt Paula, had come home and caught me in...