Without worry about disturbing the other person, the plane was filling up and the seat was still empty, but I could see this long brown headed woman,...red in the face looked like she been running, the closer and closer she came I could see her face a very big smile with dimples and the curliest hair you ever seen, if there was someone to sit next to me ,I hope it was her, and true and behold it was her. She plonged herself down out of breath, I waited a short while until I introduced myself. " Brandi's eyebrows raised in warning. "Can you handle that?"I scowled immediately. The idea of some other guy putting his paws on my Dawn was not a happy thought. Still, Brandi had given me some food for thought.With that, my sister set down her empty coffee mug. "Okay, time to clean up and get to bed."I nodded seriously and reached out to grab her mug in addition to mine, standing up and carrying them both to the kitchen sink. I felt a weight pressing down on me as I thought about all the. Even though it was great, it was our little secret. The shower felt good and eased my soreness. I still had a tinge of blood from my ruptured membrane but it didn't hurt. I dressed quickly and ran down stairs to say bye to Daddy and Uncle Mike before they left.I stopped at the foot of the stairs and waited for them to appreciate me. I had a very cute, pink tank top on the read "Angel" in big letters across my chest. It was kind of tight being three years old. I had grown some since Daddy bought. ”It’s your logic that makes you want to judge me at this point, because my logic — mined, shaped and polished by an incredibly-oversexed fourteen-year-old girl — is so foreign, but even at the stage I’m sharing with you here, everything she said made perfect sense. I’d known her for less than an hour, and yet I was in perfect harmony with what she was saying, primarily because I was in perfect harmony with what she was doing. To me. For me. With me. I was in harmony, and I was in love. .