Kira was one of the sweetest girls you could ever meet. She would give you the shirt off her back if you asked. Tha was part of her problem, her sweetness got her teased at school. While most girls her age were concerned with boys and 'going all the way', Kira was more concerned with her grades and making her parents happy. They had given her the world, she wasn't spoiled by any means, but he only two people that Kira really trusted in her life were her mom and dad. They were always honest and never led her astray, she felt like she was blessed with the best parents on the planet.<br/><br/>Kira came downstairs, in her little jean shorts, and a pale pink t shirt. Kira never thought of herself as beautiful, but to look at her, she was the kind of girl you just didn't look away from. Her outfit hugged her body in all the right places. "Sure mom, pizza's fine. Is daddy on his way home?" She hopped up on the kitchen counter and swung her legs back and forth. She definitely had something on her mind though, and she wasn't sure how to bring up the subject that was on her mind.  She looked down and blushed, "Um, mom, can I ask you about something before daddy gets home?" She was now twirling her long locks around her finger, nervous about having this talk with her mom.