He moved to the local neighbourhood and we became inseparable ten year olds. Being the only girl in my family with three older brothers made me into a...bit of a tomboy, so Dylan and I bond over computer games and old-school films. When I reached my mid-teens, he became cute in my eyes. He had short dark hair, ocean green eyes and a shy smile. I knew when I was sixteen that I liked him more than a friend. One day, we were hanging out by the park and I built up the courage to ask him out. He said. . it scares me when you use it in connection with yourself. My husband is not going to die and leave me a widow, so the General and I are in full agreement that you shouldn’t go on any missions – ever again. But sometimes, I still worry...”“Unless I fall down the stairs and break my friggin’ neck, I’ll be around for a long, long time.” A startled look crossed the Prime’s face. “Uh, Little One just informed me that a broken neck would not kill me while she is on my back and therefore has instant. That's very interesting..." At this point, I'm beginning to become nervous; I'm alone with my crush?..............."Would you like to do something to pass the time?" she giggledMaybe she didn't exactly have a clear understanding of just how long she was in the rain; although this really didn't seem too innocent. She began to removed her top, maybe she believed the tight white shirt underneath was enough to hide her breasts? they seeped through her shirt, she was wrong.Although beneath a shirt,. For a minute I had forgotten what I asked. I was very tired; it was late and daddy was warm and comfortable. I thought about all the chores I needed to do the next day.“Oh.” I said closing my eyes and snuggling into his warm chest. His hand rubbed my hip and thigh as I dosed off. I was dreaming of something nice; I can’t remember what it was exactly, but I felt nice. I could hear panting; like a dog on a hot day somewhere off in the distance. Then I started to feel something soft and wet in my.