She felt shy. I went near her and touched her hair and she did not say anything. I touched her hair again and then I touched her hand and hold her han... and she felt shy but did not resist.I held her face between by both hands and kissed on her lips and she did not reciprocate but slowly her hands moved to my back and pressed me towards her grip became tighter and she also started kissing me. My lips moved to her neck and she started moaning ah. My hands were now on her big breasts and I was. I went to bed room and mixed rum with whisky and served in three glass and offered one to amit. First he refused and I said You are now big and you must be sleeping around with young girls, you can join us. We cheered for our happiness and drank. Husband drank double peg in one sip and I served him more.He was going to be drunk soon.We were sitting in semicircle and I was sandwithed between them Dad asked “amit have you seen a nude woman” no, amit said. ‘Your mom is most beatytifull and have. "It's more than 'a thing.' I love her more than any words can describe."There was an appraising look, and then she said, "Get on your feet, and let's get you walking. She doesn't need to baby sit you."I grabbed hold of the bars, and pulled myself up. This time, I put my better leg forward. I also spent more time releasing my hand hold. One step.The second step had me tearing up from the pain.The third was better. Rationally I could understand that the leg with full cast would be worse.. I got a new bike and there were no other guests at breakfast. That was how my stepfather came into my life, he never seemed to like me, but he made Mom happier and the bed carried on creaking every night- and also now some mornings. When mom was out he was downright rude, I think inside he was a bit of a bully. Once, I saw him with another woman outside a bar as I rode past on the bus- midday and already in the bar? Things went on fairly well though- well that is until he lost his job and then.