. DADDY"Coming back from my dreamy state, I asked "What is it Princess?" My titties ache and I'm a little scared something bad is wrong with me".Wow, ...o what do I do now? A dilemma indeed. Do I take the safe way out and tell her there's nothing wrong with her and to ignore it and it'll get better or try to solve the problem. If only her mother were here she would be able to handle this situation. But I was on my own here so here goes.Since she just turned 14 years old and was beginning to. ?Yeah, I don’t think so.?When they called Heather’s name she approached the front without the confidence her brother had shown. The normally stoic Gray, stared at her body for a moment before he released her card. It was yellow.Heather’s room was at the midpoint of the yellow hallway. The decorum of the room reminded her of a hospital. The off-white carpet was thin and felt rough on her bare feet. The color tone of the light yellow walls conveyed an institutional feel, rather than the tropical. I extended my arms, she dropped her bag, and melted into my arms. We exchanged a soft kiss, then I released her and picked up her bag. I led her into the house, where we kicked off our shoes and went into the guest room.“Do you want to unpack?” I asked.“You think I brought clothes?”“If not, then what’s in your bag?” I smirked.“Wouldn’t you like to know?!”“My plan was to take you to dinner at a nice restaurant, buy you some ice cream, and then we’ll come back here.”“To do what, Mikhail. . I don’t think so. They’re really very similar”, she said. “This is getting weird.”“You sure? Maybe you should give them another check...” I asked, playfully.“Fiona ... Come on”, she whined.“Would you be embarrassed to be my friend if I wore these, then, do you think?” I asked.“Don’t be silly”, she said. “I don’t think I could be embarrassed to be your friend, ever.”How could she be so sweet! I hugged her, which made her open her eyes and smile. She was shorter than me, so it was easy for me.