It’s because the lines have blurred - you’re not sure when to act like brother and sister, and when to act like we’re on a date. Is that right?�...�“That’s ... right...”“So why don’t we make it simpler? Even though we’re always brother and sister, let’s always act like we’re on a date. Around the house, in public - no matter where we are, just act like we’re on a date, okay?”“Always ... on a date?”“That’s right. Always on a date. Repeat it back...”“Always ... on ... a ... date...”“Good girl. Now,. "Yeah, it is. Just you, me, and Ike. Not to mention the fortune of a clear sky." I'm not sure I want Ike to be here," Carly admitted with a slightly disappointed tone."You know the rules. Don't knock something until you try it."Carly rolled her eyes, struggled for a moment with the cap of her bottle, and then finally took the tiniest of sips from it when she managed to get it off."Satisfied?" Not really. That was a silly sip. You probably didn't even let yourself taste any of it."Carly tilted. I may embellish myself or write stories that are true but updated, etc. but as far as relating to another human being. I try to be honest.If you are gay, tranny, etc. so be it. Only one person can judge you and from what I hear He/She gives you an opportunity to repent at the last breath. So I live life here truthfully, as far as I can without revealing myself because there are others involved who are friends I will never betray, and family. But I am alone and don't hurt anyone, and I've said. Last month, I locked myself out, and they insisted I leave, even though they knew I was working in that office." Oh, no," she sobbed, the tears starting to form in her eyes. She clung to him, wondering what would happen."There's one possibility if you can face it, and if we are very lucky," David murmured, quietly. His arms gently encircled her, and suddenly she felt safer. "You can't stay here and you can't go home. We can't go to a restaurant - particularly one with a strict dress code." She.