Until I left home I always lived with my grand-parents, my mother came to visit some times but we never had a close relationship. I always felt my mother was and always will be, my grand-mother, the woman who raised me. I got my first job in the city where my mother lives and she invited me to go living with her until I'll be able to get my own place. She said it would be a good opportunity for us to get know each other, and it definitely was, but not in the usual way. We end up being lovers and not mother and son.