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Willing Orphan
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But first a little of my history, I was orphaned at 7 and stay in care until I was almost 16. But I had studied well and got a good job as a result, a councilor had told me to study unless I wanted to live the gutter all my life. I didn't so I studied and become an electrician. So, in late 2019 I (26) bought my own 3bed 1bath house it was mine or would be when I paid off the loan. Being of a stocky build and having face suitable for horror movies, I didn't do that well with women, but had my moments. The house was rundown and cheap, and I would do it up overtime. Barely livable at first, but I made it livable rather quickly. With 2 bedrooms, bathroom and loungeroom done, the kitchen was next on the list to complete and the last bedroom last on the list as it was my storage and inside work area. I'd everything needed to complete the house already bought at auctions and sales. No close personal friends, being a loner from going into care and stayed that afterwards. Work friendships yes, but that was at work not after work, as I preferred my personal space. I knew a woman (57) working at the local supermarket, we would talk when I shopped there. She was divorced and having trouble paying off her late husband medical and funeral bills and with rising rent. I saw a chance, I'd a spare room and wasn't a cook and so I offered her the room no cost to her. She would do the cooking and shopping and we'll be square. She accepted and moved in with me a month before the pandemic got really started. Then the lockdown and we were together a great deal and one thing led to another and we started fucking. By the time things started to get back to normal, we were regularly fucking for mutual satisfaction. Still do even now, we keep our sexual relationship to ourselves and date others if the chance arises. Not that it does all that often.
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