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I’m the person who took in a homeless s** offender and an alcoholic last night so they didn’t freeze to death. They are happy having a warm place to stay and meals while I’m happy to have some company. I have been lonely every since my husband of 31 years died of a heart attack last year at the age of 55 and both of my children are off at college.
S** offender is 26 and alcoholic is 31. I intend to help them both turn their lives around, get good jobs, driver’s licenses, their own places, help them deal with their court troubles, and reunite the alcoholic with his family- his wife and two daughters who are 6 and 8. I asked the s** offender why he was so terrified when I gave him a hug yesterday. His response broke my heart. He said that his probabtion officer said no one could ever love him because of the crime he committed and one day, he tried to hug his own mother and his mother’s boyfriend saw the hug, ripped him out of it, and beat the crap out of him until he had broken ribs and nose. The s** offender said he was afraid to love anyone and was surprised anyone would want to love him ever again. His mother took her boyfriends side. I told him we will work through his thinking that no one would ever be able to love him again.
Maybe I found a new prupose in life at middle age- to help young men who have committed crimes get their lives on track so they don’t repeat their crimes and can have wonderful, loving futures,

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.