I hope someone who reads my post will give me some advice. I am a 29-year-old young man who works in a government agency, and I have a 5-year-old son. I went to the country for one year to improve my skills, and a lot has happened in my home.
The mother and her son live in a 2-room apartment. She is almost 60 years old and cannot stop talking about her mother’s name. There is a dragon across the door from us, and sometimes we chat with friends who don’t like to hang out or eat, and a young man from your house is leaving.
Your mother said that she saw me wrong and left. I’ve been asking a lot of people from far away asking if the person who used my maiden name is in contact with me.
The big bed in the small room was used for 2 years. I pretended that I dragged an old man for the night and I was not the same person, so you probably wanted to say that, but before you knew it, the old man himself came out.
When it was about 1 o’clock in the morning, the mother’s phone rang again and again, and the other person picked it up and immediately said, “What the hell is wrong with my boss?” It is said that it is hard to sit down
Before 5 minutes passed, I opened the door and I was standing on the floor. My mother said my name. She said, “Come on.” She opened the door behind her. It’s the same guy who comes out and tells his friends to come out and immediately leaves the house.
he is young. When I didn’t like it, we went out and fought a lot, and finally we got angry and said, “Don’t come here, this and that, it’s going to be bad.”
It is said that there is no romantic connection because of the mother’s name, it is just that you met the requirements of sex. When the mother and daughter were at summer camp in the summer, you used to come to the house sometimes, and in the winter, you would come and stay.
I am now suspicious of this woman and boy, so now I just need to open it up. Let’s go and grab food at work. Don’t break up. I’ve slept with him for about 30 years. I’m just saying, you like me I don’t want to see this happening, it’s useless, I’m crying and crying, this and that is going on, what’s wrong, brothers and sisters?
I love my daughter, but I don’t know who this boy is, and now this life is so strange. I went to drink beer with the dragons at night and left in the morning. I went straight to work for a few days. I’m almost full of messages saying otherwise…