Tim, his mum and i

So where do I start? Firstly about me, I am 5 foot six, brunette, I would not describe myself as knockout but a normal looking girl and have been told that I am pretty.
 
So let me start at the beginning about an incredible adventure, if you like this I will continue to post.
 
I moved into my block of flats when I was 22, I was a single career minded individual, who managed to buy their first flat. The block was pleasant with 2 flats per floor covering three stories. I soon made friends with my neighbour Debby who was five years older than me very glamorous and her eleven year old son Tim who seemed a sweet but shy boy.
 
Debby and I would meet up on many occasions sharing a glass of wine sometimes a meal. This went on for a while, I always thought to myself that she never had a break from home, so one day, I suggested that if she ever wanted to go away for a weekend I would be more than happy to look after Tim she said that she couldn’t trouble me like that, but I re-iterated it would never be a problem as he is a very well mannered boy. I repeated my offer regularly until one day she said she has a hen weekend to go to and could I look after Tim for the weekend, who by now was 13, but looked like he was 9, he was even at 13 a very diminutive individual and shy.
 
I arranged to be home early that Friday and Tim would stay at my place in the 2nd bedroom. I knocked on Debby’s door and she answered with Tim standing next to her, I said “OK Tim, lets go we can watch a movie, say bye to your Mum” This was obviously the 1st time both of them were going to be apart I said to her don’t worry it will be fine.
 
That evening I made a light meal, we watched a DVD, I then had a bath and told Tim to hang his clothes up in his room, I will check on him later.