I almost always found my own thoughts to be more pleasant than their mindless chatter. Uh, oh. The Johnsons hadn't come in, and it was almost seven. N...t that anyone cared about the time -we would all get fed whenever we showed up- but this was very unlike them. I waved my hand. "Jim!"When our waiter (Jim was not just a waiter; he was far more than that, but pretending that I was enjoying a delightful breakfast at a corner cafe along the Seine always helped my blood pressure) had walked over and. "How about we show our beautiful new playmate the scenic route, hon?" Chrissie called to Suzie."You bet!" was the giggly reply.We were soon miles from any main road & surrounded by trees. Chrissie had sidled up beside me and started to stroke my hair saying how beautiful it was & complementing my golden skin. Her other hand rested gently on my leg. Where I come from, women didn't usually get so close but, when in Rome...The van stopped & Suzie giggled, "Ready or not, here I come!"I turned back. Unsure of how to greet them after such a long absence, I naively held out my hand to Mom, only to have her crush it between us when she engulfed me in a hug. After several moments, she pulled away and I was surprised when Dad also gave me a hug and vigorously pounded me on the back."We're proud of you, son," Dad gruffed once we finally separated.My still paranoid mind worried that they'd been coached by Kael on how to welcome me back into the family, but Dad's sentiment seemed genuine. I tried. Mom was having here job in one of the office near our house. Mine was also not just near and also not too far. My younger sister was working in an baking company and having a good post. She wasn’t married and due to our Hindu religion our sisters gets first married and then we. Hope my sister was virgin I used to think. Because many a times when her friends used to visit our house and they tease her so she gets cried and uses to complain with my mom. So I hope she was a virgin?A day came when I.