I want to treat her as my girlfriend and I want her to treat me as her boyfriend. She said she need to think on it and we reached our relative had lun...h there and returned. I was so normal she was looking my face many times.While returning she asked me please do not share it with anyone please… I said I promise. Trust me as a good friend. Do not feel embarrass about it. It is over.We reached home. I was very normal I know inside my plan is working.We both started checking each other while in. .. some kind of paint or makeup around its eyes, like mascara? It wore jewelry too. There was a silver chain around its neck made from fine links, from which hung a pendant, decorated with tufts of colorful feathers that must have been sourced from one of the animals that lived outside the wall. There was another silver chain draped over its forehead, apparently secured around the base of the feather sheaths on its head, with a shining gemstone that looked like emerald or jade hanging down. It's pretty big.”“My dad's bed,” I typed without thought. “The comforter on the bed I'm lying on is nasty. It's brown. Who makes brown sheets?”“Yuck.”Dad sighed and wandered off as I read the comment underneath. “Daddy's girl!” @nicanica typed. That was Veronica. I giggled and replied, “I suppose so.”Seeing my friends' comments had me feeling good about living here. This wouldn't be so bad. I was with my dad for the first time in so many years. A daddy girl should be around her father. Now I. She is always immaculately turned out, her hair in a chignon smooth as satin, her black maid’s costume looking like haute couture. Her lovely smooth hands and long slender fingers always come to my notice when mine are inky or I’ve just broken a nail. She looks to be in her late twenties, but she ages so well that she could be five or ten years older. So I was inquisitive, I wanted to see if her movements had anything to do with Mr M’Crimmond. Indeed they did. As I reached the head of the.