Looking back, I believe it took someone like Vanessa, with her outsider’s perspective, to open our eyes. Yes, she had been born in the US, but she a...ways had her family’s tragic history in her mind.Vanessa changed our family dynamic in a positive way.One small example. She carries a roll of one dollar bills with her at all times. And gives one to everyone who asks for a handout. Once Mindy said, “She’s just going to spend it on crack.”“Whatever she needs. I’m not here to judge, Mindy.”Like. Uncle ne aankh maari mazak me or kaha kya sach me. Me sharma gayi and kaha ki haan ek tarike se. Uncle kafi jolly nature k they or thodi hi der me meri maayushi ki jagah interest ne le li.uncle k sath baat karte hue kafi comfortable lag raha tha koi bhi topic ho wo bade maze se uske bare me baat kar rahe they. Mene notice kiya ki uncle choti height k they or unke sar k upar baal nahi they par fir bhi unka face kaafi sexy tha or wo bhi handsome they. Shayad uncle ko pata chal gaya ki me unhe. “Now Allie, that is just the sweetest thing to say,” I told her as we made for the center, accompanied by a dozen and a half other sorority sisters.The gardens had some long, formal name I didn’t know offhand. Donated by some rich old alumni in honor of his dead wife, I believe. Sappy, but sweet in a sentimental sort of way. Mostly, we just called them the Gardens, when we called them anything at all.Which wasn’t too often, sad to say. Lovely as they were, they were so far to the edge of campus. My Aunt Veronica who liked to be called Ronnie showed me every position imaginable. She used her many dildos to exercise all of my openings several times each evening. She also taught me words I had never heard before and described what they meant in great detail as we lay in bed and sipped delicious red wine.Ronnie told me that my best feature was my nicely-shaped ass. She assured me that the fact I could quickly slide into an anal orgasm was something most males would treasure in a female.