. Aggressively leaning towards me so close I can feel her hot breath as her anger is steaming now... Knowing how stubborn I am and finally admitting t... her self that she cannot win this argument she suddenly starts laughing.I feel relieved that this is finally over. I hate arguing, and I hate arguing with "her". She means so much to me. She is not aware of the amount of love I have for her, and she is not aware that I have feelings for women. I was always too scared to tell her expecting that I. Just as normal, the two made their way back to Dave’s house and found themselves watching TV and talking again. ‘You know, we wouldn’t have to tell them if we made out here,’ Kim said. ‘Are you suggesting this or joking,’ Dave said hastily. ‘I’m not too sure,’ Kim said with a chuckle. ‘A little makeout never hurt anyone, right? It’ll probably be so weird anyway, it’d be our best inside joke,’ Dave said. Kim laughed again, ‘You’re probably right. I guess we can do this if we don’t tell anyone, I. I like his ideas but he doesn't go far enough for me."The look on Ellie's face was priceless. She thought and went to say something and then shook her head. "Nope. I can't have this conversation. It's my dad we're talking about. We all know that our parents don't do sex." I nodded understanding what she meant, after all whilst on a practical level you know your parents must have done 'it'. Emotionally you denied that they had the same urges as you. I took the conversation into safer. And most of that time I spent reading. Or dreaming. Poppa used to call me his beautiful dreamer when he’d find me lying under the giant oak gazing at the clouds, or lying in the hayloft watching rays of sunlight from the knotholes make patterns in the air. I loved to read books from the library about ladies in distress rescued by handsome noblemen. And once in a while I’d sneak home a True Confessions and get myself all worked up about what a ninny the confessor had been just waiting for things.