You two can drive there together." You hear her laugh. "I'm surprised you're so up for this. Ever since the you-know-what, I thought you wouldn't want...to do these special trips anymore." Nonsense, mom. Tradition is tradition. I'll text Sarah to expect me."When you arrive at your old house, you half-expect for your sister to not be home. Even though you had texted her that you would be pulling up to the house in under twenty minutes, it was well-known that Sarah was an irresponsible little. It was actually both of them which was fine and it gave me an opportunity to get to know them a bit better. I asked them to come in and take a seat but before I could ask them anything they were asking me questions. I guess that’s fine and I have nothing to hide nor shy away from, I own up to everything I’ve done in life unapologetically. I was a little taken aback by after just two normal G rated questions they stepped up big time, and what I mean by that is my sex life. It seems word. “I’m really uncomfortable with this… you’re a hunky guy… but… why are you fucking with my head, Barry?” I asked bewildered. “I am just confused as to why you have never told me before,” Barry said, before continuing, “Is it because you find me butt-ugly?” “Well, are you fucking gay?” I responded flustered. “I don’t really know... I have never encountered another guy, or woman for that matter, who appealed to me. But, I’ve always been turned on by you.” Barry replied. We sat quietly for some. ”I was shocked. My sister came to me. She gave me that present. I sat down opened it. It was a crop top and a short skirt and a letter, “Radhika, you’re a part of this beautiful family hereafter. Love you, sweety.”They asked me to wear it. I had a lot of emotions in me, “What should I do now? Should I accept it? God gave me a wonderful opportunity, I should grab it.”I went in, dressed up myself, and came out. Everyone cheered. But there were some strangers sitting on the couch. My dad took my.