A Wet Sleepover
Sophie snuggled further into the duvet. Next to her Emma was cradling a mug of hot chocolate as if it was a newborn child. They could hear Paul snoring upstairs. This wasn't quite the raucous recreation of a childhood sleepover they'd planned. Sophie had suggested it the week before. A chance to have a giggle and pretend to be young again. Wear their old nighties, gossip about the people they fancied, watch bad movies, eat too much ice cream. It meant Emma's partner being booted out of the way...
Fetish