Ms. Penrose's Gift
A young man's friendship with an older woman turns in to something more than just being friends
At the age of nineteen, I had several achievements to be proud of. I had graduated High School, had an associate's degree in Applied Sciences, bought a decent used car, and had a place of my own. The place was a rented trailer in a fairly decent well maintained but older trailer park. It was an older two-bedroom unit, furnished, and tidy. It had the benefit of being one of the few units that had a carport attached to prot...