She staggered back into the living room and I watched he big pale ass roll from side to side. Ms. Reynolds was a true PAWG and a MILF at the same time.... I suspected that she knew I always had my eyes on her big ass and thick thighs but never said anything. She blurted out that she didn’t want to drink alone tonight and shoved a glass into my hand which had a shot of Vodka in it. She slurred what must have been "bottoms up" and poured her booze down her throat. I did the same and three shots. At the waist, her skin turned silvery and her legs became a long, thin marine tail with scales polished like glass. They reflected the moonlight as if she were covered in a million small mirrors. The silver light across her pale skin, combined with the light across her tail, made her look more like an angel than a mermaid. She fell, breaking the surface, and I was momentarily able to get my breath back. As if someone had flushed my brain down my throat, processing anything was impossible. My. They were running around playing at hunting dragons or fighting orcs, etc. Smacking trees & each other with homemade swords, etc. I'd read them the Dragonlance books & my wife had read them the Harry Potter books & we're probably responsible for some of that nerdery.Anyway, Joan started taking them to these seasonal Renaissance Faires. The boys loved it & I guess Joan did too. My wife went with them once - or met them at one once - I don't remember. But Joan kinda got into the spirit of it all. Along with me the old lady and the girl also got down off the bus. But she doesn’t know the way to lady’s toilets and asked me the way. After sometime I found her starring for me from behind and I suddenly appeared infront of her and asked what else she is looking for, After thinking for some time she replied ‘waiting for grand ma’ and I introduced myself to her as RAMU and she said her name is SHANTI from Kakinada moving to Bangalore to their relatives house.To be frank “I asked her did she.