Thank you for inviting me,” he said, stumbling awkwardly over his words.“Would you like a glass of wine before I serve dinner?” she asked. “I ...on’t want to rush you.”“Oh ... wine ... sure ... thanks.”“Red or white.”“Uhhm ... red, I guess. Otherwise, it doesn’t matter.” Again, he was feeling awkward around his hostess. She had him off balance and he was scrambling mentally to catch up.She smiled at him, realizing he was not at all sophisticated or suave. That was good. She liked the idea that he. And she ended up following me. We stood there for a second assessing the situation all while gently groping each other. I felt like two high-school kids trying to sneak around, hiding from their parents, but it was quite a thrill to be honest. She stood in the entrance of the kitchen just out of site of the living the room. We could easily peak around the wall and see our spouses but us being in the dark kitchen, we were out of their site completely... and this is where it got fun.I whispered. I looked like a human child, so no one ever questioned it. I have aged and developed as a human as well. The day I had my first period, my body began transforming into how you see me now. I created enough of a stir that it brought my dad to the area. He told me my mother was the only one he could ever remember by name and the pleasures they shared each time he came into town.”She got quiet when I had to make unexpected flight changes to dodge flying into the middle of a tense standoff between. Maybe it started as pity for this jovial girl, but I started getting involved with her. I became freer, more open with her, giving tit for tat in leg pulling, jokes, even non-veg jokes sometimes. She was a friend now.Gradually, Rhea’s phone calls started coming exclusively for me, on my mobile phone. If I tried to limit our conversation or imply that I was busy, she could always manage to talk for another few minutes. And surprisingly, I didnt mind that.I was at my in-laws for Holi. Rhea was.