Atarah Klyte
I was happy this morning despite feeling tired. Mikee left earlier without having breakfast, saying he still had work to do. She mentioned she'd visit later after his duty. Mommy and Daddy left earlier without mentioning their destination. I'm sitting by the poolside, discreetly observing Rare's back as he talks on his phone. He's clad in black beach shorts, not wearing a shirt. His physique is neither too bulky nor too thin, just enough to provoke indecent thoughts.
We plan to swim today for some exercise. It's only 7:00 in the morning, and the sun's rays are still gentle on the skin. I'm wearing a black two-piece today. Mommy instructed Rare to stay here at the mansion if he's not busy to watch over me. I don't understand why Mommy isn't embarrassed with Rare, but because
