I am her uncle
“Hi. I came to see you before I go,” the attractive young girl said when I opened my door. Her name was Vardhini, and she was the daughter of my old friends Sunani and Paras Raju. My wife and I had watched her grow up, and eventually go out on her own. We’d seen her get her college, been to her 18 birthday, and watched her grow into an attractive young woman. Standing on my front doorstep, the hot summer sun silhouetting her young beautiful figure, she looked good enough to eat. My wife was...