I knew it. Michael had a crush on me! And I must say that I loved the thought of ​​it, since that day half a year ago, when I - for the first time - discovered his physical interest in me. My son Oliver, his friend Michael and I, had been talking in the garden. The young men were about to leave for a football game. I had just weeded the kitchen garden, and I straightened my back, by putting a hand on my lower back, and au...