I'm a little nervous about submitting this. I've never done anything like this before, but I just had to tell my story to someone. Up until about a month ago I was a 54-year-old virgin. All my life I've always been incredibly shy and not exactly what most people would consider pretty, so by the time I reached middle-aged I had pretty much accepted my spinsterhood and the fact that I would probably die alone with no one but my two cats to mourn me. For the last 15 years I've worked as a housekeeper at a hospital. About 6 months ago they hired this 19-year-old boy who was fresh out of highschool. I would occasionally see him sitting in the cafeteria on his lunch break, usually reading. He was a very handsome young man, but mostly kept to himself. Then one day as I was sitting at the table next to him, reading all by myself, I was a little surprised when he actually spoke to me and asked me what I was reading. After that we broke into a conversation about our favorite authors and from then on we became fast friends. Every day on our lunch break he would come and sit by me and we'd engage in conversations about life, politics, pretty much whatever was on our minds at the time. Despite being young and handsome, he was very smart and was obviously going places in life, so I often wondered what he was doing talking to an old housekeeper like me who could have easily been his mother. But for whatever reason our personalities just meshed well and we got along great. I found him absolutely fascinating and over time got the impression that despite being young, smart and handsome, he was obviously very lonely and maybe that's why he seemed to enjoy our friendship so much.