Although one night my Dad was working away for a couple of days, so it was just me and her alone for the night. I went into the living room and she wa... sat in her nightie, she asked if I wanted to watch something on TV with her so I agreed. We were sat opposite sides of the sofa although I noticed her legs stretching closer towards me, her feet almost resting on the side of my thigh. She told me about her day and said her feet were sore, she then asked if I could rub them for her. Immediately. His hands travel from my arms to my body, touching me and feeling me until I moan under the small squeezes of love. My hands had found his head and with every twang I feel, I pull at his hair. His lips leave mine and I finally come up for a breath of air as he traces my collar bone with kisses. His hands squeeze my breasts and I yelp as he takes my nipples between his lips and suck. The area between my legs had warmed up and the heat was spreading through my body. His hands travel to my legs. I looked in the box, noticing that it was filled with things that were special to her: letters from Dad, a photo of our mother, and a few postcards from Mark. I put the sketches back under the pillow, and quietly made my way back around the house, just in time to be grabbed by my father as he whisked me towards the photographer. We posed for what felt like a hundred photos before Mark looked at his watch and noted that they just had enough time to get changed for their train trip. Anna’s maid. I do not understand this. What they do is important or it is not important. To hunt well is important. To be leader is important. All know these things. How is it that some may believe a thing is important but others do not believe so?When I ask Maggie what it is that these humans do she says that they work to guard. That is important. In the pod it is that one or two must guard always so that evil mouths do not come upon us when we do not know it. It is when there are none others to guard that.