Allison was indeed at the park, her head rested firmly against the trunk of her favorite oak tree, thoughts of Raiga's nude body, and her own pressed against it. She was daydreaming about him, about being with him. She knew it was wrong, and she cursed herself for dwelling on the thought. Allison shook her head, dismissing the thought outright. "No... it's wrong Allison." Her eyes concentrated on the disregarded book, just laying open, pages flapping in the light summer breeze. "Even though Aaliyah... even though..." She couldn't complete the sentence, eyes closing shut as she felt a little hurt inside again. "It's wrong... it's incest." She commented, reaching for her book.