Looking at me, we both laffed. Maria gave me a quick peck on the lips, "I'm glad I'm your Baby Girl and..." cupping my breasts, "...that I take after ...ou. That's what makes me happiest."This wasn't the first time she has touched my breasts since she finished nursing but to feel her touch in the warm sun was like 'Wow.' This morning as my Baby Girl took the underside of my breasts in her hands and held them up was different. I could notice how soft and tender her hands were; how gentle yet. Also during Long Road I was doing a lot of flashbacks between three different timelines so to speak. One timeline spoke directly about the current events taking place, these are the flashbacks that usually include Angie. Angie at this particular moment in the story is a representation of how things are at the end of the road. Every time you see Angie it means that it’s an event taking place in the now. Then there’s also the second timeline, those are the events that take place in the distant. She saw my face and knew what I was thinking and said that it's better to lose my virginity with someone who really cares for me than some dumb ass guy who is only worried about his own feelings. She leaned forward, kissed me on the lips and told me to relax; she wasn't going to hurt me she only wanted to make me feel good. I laid my head down on the floor and took a deep breath and told her OK. Keeping my eyes closed, I heard her opening something else, which now I know was lube for the. M., took a warm bath in the bathtub, not caring if it was her turn or not. Half an hour later, she went downstairs to the dining room where she was greeted with a cheerful smile from Alesa. Her suitcase and bags were already packed, sitting in the reception area. She was waiting for her father to take her home.She and Alesa were having a lively conversation when the Russian woman came to serve them their breakfast. The woman turned pale like a ghost and was visibly surprised with wide open eyes.