If it was I was going to sniff Aunt Cathy's arse tonight and lick her fat tits. I got them both a drink and slipped a 'roofie' into Aunt Cathy's drink... and watched to make sure that she drank it and not my mother. She slurped the drink down in one gulp and demanded another. I gave her what she asked for and retired to my room. Eventually the noise died down, and there was a knock on the door of my room. My mother, barely understandable, slurred: "Cathy's drunk, will you take her home?" I shook. I took a moment to fixmy hair as well and I once again marveled at how much my eyes resembledmy mother's now that Emma had worked her magic.Satisfied, I returned to the kitchen to find Opie leaning on thekitchen island, speaking into her phone. "I cannot believe howbeautiful you made him look," she said, smiling at me and signaling forme to come to her. When I did, she put her arm around me and cuddled meto her shoulder. "No!" She continued, "I was excited to see what he'dlook like with his. Ram was 18+ years old then and he was a grown-up man. He was 6 feet tall with dark brown skin and an attractive face. He had a strong body which described the struggles he went through.Ram’s father died two months after the accident. I was more relieved than sad. We received compensation from the factory which we used to buy a small plot of agricultural land in a village far from Chennai and Ram planned to start farming. At first, I was a little hesitant but agreed as I wanted to escape the. When you spoke to me of experiencing a vague and indefinite sense of coming danger, I placed myself blindly and devotedly at your service, asking no other reward than the pleasure of being useful to you; and have I ever since, by word or look, given you cause of regret for having selected me from the numbers that would willingly have sacrificed their lives for you? You told me, my dear Valentine, that you were engaged to M. d'Epinay, and that your father was resolved upon completing the match,.