Running down the stairs he took a sharp left onto a balcony reserved for residents ‘Hey!’ he said. ‘Look in this window’ ‘Why?’ I replied....‘Just look, hun’ he said. I stopped and peeked through the window, there was a large guy struggling to pull the waistband of a pair of glossy nude sheer to waist queen size pantyhose over his hips, he had obviously shaved his legs because they glistened on the smooth skin beneath his fine nylon. He may be a guy that is above normal weight but he looked so. We also showed off the neat and tidy cooking classroom, the shop room and the music room with its own baby grand piano.She noted the wheelchair lift at the one end of the corridor and the wheelchair accessible stall in the students' washrooms. "Were those built in when the school was first built?" she wondered."They were planned, but we didn't need the wheelchair elevator until we got a kid with spina bifida. As a result, this little elevator is a very recent construction." Stuart puffed out. Ain’t life a bitch sometimes? I rounded the corner onto Cedar Street, glanced up at the house numbers as I walked up the incline toward the beach end of the street, and located Caroline’s little bungalow nestled back in the palmettos. Her front yard was overgrown with scrub, and covered in an explosion of colorful summer flowers. Shell mobiles, swaying gently in the ocean breeze, hanging from the eves on either side of her door. The screen door was closed but the front door stood open. ‘Hello,. Shalini you’re my step sister.. both of our father is only one man..She appeared shocked and surprised at my words and for a moment I thought she might slap me for telling this now..She: you are kidding right..? are you telling this to stop our romance..?Me: nooo.. I am damn serious.. look at me.. do I look like am joking..? that too about as serious as a matter about this..?i swear upon you.. it is true..?She understood that I was indeed telling truth and closed her eyes.. I got worried as to.