7” with dark complexion and very moody type. I am of 5.9” fairly built, very active and capable of handling any kind of situation. I am the person...who will be called to solve any kind of house hold problems and when my brother got married, we stayed with our father and mother in Chennai after my brother’s marriage life everything was normal, but I was getting uncomfortable though. I felt that my sister in law Vani is becoming a trouble for me by disturbing my privacy. I use to smoke and have. What the heck, I’ll try. Good and with that she grabbed a dress from the end of the bed and turned away from me and dropped her pants. I was stunned. Shirley you see is 64 years old but in great shape, and is a good looking lady. I tried to NOT stare but I wanted a good look too. So I decided to be brave and dropped my pants to change.I was gathering my pants to put on when she had finished and turned to me. Oops, guess I beat you Ha Ha, as she walked towards me. I chuckled not knowing exactly. . accept me ...? ?... take me ...? ?... use me ...? ?... own me ...? And in a much lower voice, so low that I didn’t know if she heard me after I kissed her littlest toe, I added my last, desperate plea. ?... love me ...? I put her foot down onto the floor and bowed my head to silently await her judgement. The silence stretched on for well over a minute and likely into two before she finally broke it. ?Put my shoes and socks back on, Ray.? . ‘Amelia Mosler.’ With that, I turned the key and headed home. Not one word was spoken in the three minutes it took to drive from the park to my driveway. ‘We’re here.’ I tried to say in an upbeat way. When Amelia didn’t respond, I glanced over and she was sound asleep. The rain had let up to a light sprinkle as I carried her inside the house and into the bedroom. Even though she was left at the altar, this bride still got carried over the threshold. My threshold. Not sure how I feel about that..