After a few months, Grandma finally came out of her depression and began to act like her old self again, going out volunteering at the church and visi...ing friends. Even during her despair, she was always warm and affectionate to her loved ones. I continued my weekly visits; Grandma made sure that her Thursdays were always free so that she would have the entire day to spend with me.It was entirely innocent until one hot afternoon when it all changed; I came to Grandma’s house later than usual. ’ I sighed as I pushed the tray away from me. Detective Richards smiled. She came to perch on the edge of the bed as her partner sat in the same chair as yesterday afternoon. ‘We thought it would be better to catch you early in the day, so you wouldn’t be so worn out.’ Her voice was warm and musical. ‘Do you feel well enough to continue?’ I nodded, eager to get this done. Detective Monroe pulled his little recorder out again. ‘Alright Miss O’Brien, Can you recount the events of the day. Mein dikhne mein bahut hi fair thi abhi bhi hoo mere kale ghane baal, tabh bhi they abhi bhi hai,lekin meri height aur weight us waqt ( height 5’2, weight 40kg.). Aam ladki se jyada badi lagti mere boobs tabh ek tennis ball jitney they. School uniform (white shirt aur pale blue skirt, white socks black shoes,gale mein tie bhi rehta).Middle class family se hone ke karan zyaada afford nahi kar sakte they. Mein bra ke badle ek chotasa apron jaisa andar pehanti thi. Jo gale mein aur kamar mein. “You make me feel significant, Karen. I love your tennis skirt, it shows off your fabulous thighs.”“Guy already, you will play a significant role in my life, from now on. I could hardly wait until you arrived today. Of course, I’m glad I get to meet the others in your life too, but you have been haunting my thoughts since I left for work this morning.”“I hope it was still a good memory.”“So good, you have me anxious to get my hands on your ass again. I feel like a new person, and I need lots.