I told her good night and she looks me deep in the eyes and asked me ‘Well are you going to tuck me in’ She grabs my hand as we walk into her room... Her room was right next to mom and dads room and they always slept with the door open. And in the anticipation we didn’t even shut her door. Mom and dad could easily hear us if they were awake and if they got up there we would be. She lay-ed down and once again I tell her good night ‘don’t I get a kiss good night’ I go to give her a small kiss and. And as I neared the kitchen and peeped in, I saw my angel standing there preparing coffee and I was mesmerized at the sight.There she was standing in a pink half skirt, her long hair tied up in to a messy bun,2-3 locks of hair curling near her neck and adding to the beauty the Sun rays falling on her from the window and turning the whole image in to a perfectly fairy kind of set up.I could see her beautiful, nicely shaped ass calling me to give it some attention.So I tip-toed towards her and. Two nagging thoughts haunted me as the magic moment of transitioning from one year to another approached. I know such a man, a man who was more like my father and brother in many ways. And he matched many of what was on my mind’s list. I had some affection for him. He comforts, affirms and encourages. He makes me feel good about myself. We had similar broad interests. He hates city life and prefers small towns just like me. Yet, I was disturbed by my thoughts. He is married. I would rather. She was still on the far side of my desk, but it felt good. I was content to let her rub my head for a few minutes before my brain kicked back into gear and the task at hand came back to the forefront. I caught her hands in mine and raised my head up to look into her eyes. I kissed the palm of each of her hands."I don't know what I did that has you so angry at me," I said, never letting go, never breaking eye contact, "but I will try and make it right, I promise. However, right now I have to.