About 6 months ago I had moved from the midwest to the mountains in the west. Before that I was in a long-term relationship with the man I was supposed to marry. I had gotten pregnant and lost the baby in the last trimester. After that I became very depressed, and lost all interest in sex. I was pushing him away, I did not talk and cried a lot. I just did not come out of the depressed state I was in. After about a year of that he had left. I was eating way to much and put on about 25 lbs. extra. That was above my weight when I lost the baby. So here I was about 40 lbs. over weight living alone in the big city. I had owned the condo we were living in, so with him gone I decided to sell it and move away and start over(made a hugh profit from sale). That was six months ago. Now I am here in the rockies.
Instead of buying a place right away, I decided to rent to see if this is the place to live. The movers brought everything in and was set up in a few days. I was not in a hurry to get a job cause I had enough money from the sale of condo to live comfortably for quite a while.
Shortly after I moved in I met my next door neighbors, Sally and Amy, Sally the mom and Amy the daughter. Sally was 5'6" tall and in good physical shape; she was 35, but looked more like 25 and Amy was 5'10" tall and had a thin athletic frame, she was 17 going on 18 shortly with long auburn hair. Both mom and daughter were pretty ladies. While talking about them, I am 5'7" tall and at this time weigh about 160 lbs. and just had my 29th birthday. I look like all those people I used to make fun of, with my belly sticking out, not a pretty sight.
