I found out I was adopted when I was nineteen. So, I went searching for my birth mother. When I got to the right town, I decided to think it over, so I stopped by a bar. While there, I met the sexiest woman I'd ever seen. She was just a little bit older than me. We flirted, got a little drunk, and went back to her place. One thing led to another, and we ended up having sex all night. I left with the hope of getting back together next time I was in town, and then I called my mother. She answered, and we agreed to meet at a nearby restaurant. When I got there, who do I see but the woman I slept with the night before! She was a friend of my birth motherís that had come with her as moral support to meet me. I moved out here, and now we live together. As far as anyone knows, she just got a younger guy, and we couldn't be happier.