Go after Miley

You can hear Miley crying before you even see her. Aparently aware of your approach she yell's something garbled about wanting to be left alone.

"Miley... I did read your diary, and I feel comepletely awful about that. But bud, you and I are supposed to be close right, and we aren't supposed to be keeping secrets from each other. And you know lately I just felt that you were growing apart from me. I didn't know what was going on, and I just couldn't keep from the temptation to find out why. I guess I found out, and I get why you were afraid to tell me, but you and I have to be able to talk about anything. So lets talk."
Miley stopped crying at sometime in th middle of your little speach, and as you sat in the hay next to her.

"I think you already know everything I have to say. What more do you want?"

"Well, how long have you felt this way?"

"What do you mean. I've always loved you, and I guess every since I learned about sex, I have always imagined it being with you."

"You have been imagining having sex with me for years? And the masturbating?"

"For about a couple of years or so, Mandy taught me how. Dad... Have you ever thought about me? Ever?"