With a racing heart you slowly open the door to Kat’s room. She’s sleeping on her stomach on the bed with heavy curtains over all of the windows, blocking out most of the light. Her glasses on resting on the nearby desk. She’s in nothing but panties and a tank-top. Her panties are black lined with red and her tank top is bright blue lined with pink. Her legs are splayed out and there’s a sleeping bag on the floor—Kat doesn’t let any of her boyfriends sleep in the bed with her. You take a deep breath as you step into the room, closing the door behind you. Her room is on the far end of the hall, away from everyone else. |