I fell in love with my neighbor, we would slow dance on Friday nights and have pizza slices on Sunday nights at the beach…
I was 15 she was a 36-year-old widow.
It was every school boy's dream.
I was 15 at the time, and I noticed a lady moved in next door. After a few months, I chatted to her eventually I started going into her house. We spoke a lot after a while she noticed how mature I was for my age.
My parents were dancing instructor’s, at the time and she asked me if I could dance...
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