Leave it there by the wall. It will give your father more space around him.”The two women sat and waited, a wife and a daughter. The wife calm, comp...sed, her eyes free from tears and frequently looking at the face of the man she loved. The daughter, restless, anxious, her heart full but not yet spilling out the grief within her.Sally fidgeted and paced the room, looked on the shelves of the bedside cabinet, read the various ‘Get Well’ cards, pulled open the drawer and found it empty except for. I am holding his baby sisters hand who is like maybe 4 or 5while we walk over to their house me wearing a little girl's dress still.Baby Miley is wearing a pretty dress though, wait what am I thinking? Ihave to get a grip I am starting to think more and more like I am alittle girl."Oh don't um thank me yet baby Miley, skateboarding is a lot of work." Isay as I look over at little Miley and I shouldn't call her littlebecause she is actually taller than me.I feel Miley pull on my hand and we stop. For the first few days they traveled mostly through the open, sweeping meadows and plains of the western highlands. During the all too brief summer months the highlands were an entirely different place characterized by tall, lush green grasses swaying in the cool wind, speckled with notes of color from wildflowers. They teamed with small, secret life. Bees buzzing, drone-like and purposeful, and field mice scurried about in the abundant shelter of the dark grasses. Roaming herds of wild horses. I love having my clitoris played with, even more than my vagina being penetrated, but I played with my clit and every so often slipped my fingers inside as I witness the most beautiful sight i had seen up to this point in my life. Jenny was wearing a white t-shirt which she removed in a way that made me all the more excited, then next, her bra. Her breasts were small, A's at most and her nipples were small but hard. I wanted to touch them but she wouldn't allow it. Instead she instructed me to.