Ronnie and I had a sofa to ourselves. It was the sofa we usually slept on — I sat as far back on it as possible, cross-legged as I usually sat, and ...till do today. Ronnie sat right tight up against me, and we had a blanket over us, as did my Mother, and my Grandparents. Ronnie was drinking bottled beer that night, and every time he got close to empty, I would jump up and get him a new one, and ask if anyone else needed one. My uncle would often need one as well, so my lavishing attention upon. I asked her to make tea for me and she said okay. I asked her to make one for her too as I don’t like drinking tea alone.She brought me a cup of tea and took hers and sat on the floor. I said, “Don’t be shy, Shilpa. Sit on the sofa”.She hesitated at first and then agreed. I asked her, “You look quite young to be married already, tell me how old you are?”“I’m 23 years old, I got married when I was a teenager”, Shilpa said.“Are you serious? that’s a quite young age”, I said.“Yea but I hadn’t any. You are part of the family now, so it's completely appropriate." Thanks, Dad," she grinned."Candy, are you comfortable calling Kim, Mom?" I guess so. I can't think of another name for her and don't think it's right for me to call her Kim in public."I nodded. She had clearly thought about it and had come up with no alternative but to call her what she called her birth mother."You know Grandma is going to keep an eye on you and the house while we're gone. You're both almost adults, so I expect. We were suprised, she was really hot! we sat around for a cpl minutes, talking and laughing. as the bar was closing, me and my buddy needed to find cabs to get home. the woman offered to give us a lift, and we saw no problem, and agreed. on our way back, she said she wanted to drink more, and I said I had some beer at my place. so we all decided to go there for a little bit.as we get settled at my place, I made a pit stop at the bathroom. as I was unloading my tank, the door began to open. it.