I try my best to lay still as I feel the mattress moving beside me. It must be my best friend Jill and her brother's friend Bobby - we were the only four there that night, unless someone else came in from downstairs. At first, I barely thought I was awake; maybe I was dreaming it all, but then I realized that was not my hand laying on the hem of my oversized t-shirt. Then I heard his voice - at least I think it was Bobby - saying, "Jill, your legs feel so right," but that wasn't Jill's leg - It was mine! I heard her correct him and just as quickly as his hand woke me, it was gone. So, I pretended to still be asleep. Having this slumber party was a good idea...