Yep, that's when it was. It was, without a doubt, the most interesting Christmas I've ever had.My wife and I had been having some problems just before...that. I didn't realize it at the time but it was all my fault really. I was having trouble acceptingthe fact that I was turning thirty years old. It wasn't a conscious decision on my part, but the fact that it was coming, made me act like a real bear for the three or four months leading up to my birthday; which falls on December the twenty. After dinner, a few beers watching television, we said our goodnights and everyone went to bed. I chose a site along a wall so as to be out of traffic. The wall I chose offered me a view into my uncle's bedroom. Sometimes small consolations come to the downtrodden in big ways. At two in the morning I woke up to the baby's cries and my aunt trying to quiet him down. Her bedroom night stand lamp was on, sillouetting her gorgeous body and shining through her sheer mid-thigh nightie. The baby. I told, i can come, but, why. she replied that she got the reply from me as n when she got bored,i told her to call me. ok, i felt ohh in mind, then, i left to her flat.I went in to the flat as door is partially open and she is preparing food for that day.i smelled it as chicken recipe and i asked her, where is ur kid.she replied he is with his father to attend a marriage in nearby town and she is not interested to go and also feeling headache and body ache.i asked bodyache.. wat is that, she. We hit it off right away, kind of. We started talking because during one of the “reveals” she told the group that she was an orphan. I didn’t share my past with the group, but after it broke up, I went up to her, the first time I had ever done that, and started talking to her. She seemed to be slightly annoyed, but when I broke down and told her about my past, she asked if we could go get coffee. She went to her room and then met me downstairs. We made small talk about how hot it was, and then.