When I was a boy, my mother warned me to watch out for floozies. They’ll ruin your life.
My parents did the same! It’s very true!
Or ruin their own life. When I was 18, I moved out of my home and rented a room from a 24-year-old divorced woman who had 4 kids. It was a downstairs room with a garage, I wanted the garage so I could work on my cars. Her kids were from relationships with different men. I made it clear to her that there would be nothing between us, just a rental agreement. She came onto me, I pushed her away.
Later on, a 15-year-old friend asked to move in with me because of his abusive alcoholic mother, and I agreed. It didn't take long before he ended up sleeping upstairs with the 24-year-old landlady. He was no naive kid, very savvy for his age. Later on, the woman's sister found out about the affair between them and kicked both of us out. Didn't ruin my life, it was an interesting year, but made me even more wary of floozies. My friend went on to become a brother-in-law, marrying my wife's sister, and he became a SFPD cop.