Katie stood there in nothing but her tiny white lace bra and matching panties, the fairy lights in her room casting a soft glow over her skin. Her chest rose and fell quickly.

She looked so small and nervous, but her eyes were locked on mine.

“Tony… what are we doing?” she whispered again, voice barely audible over the faint music and laughter still drifting up from the party downstairs.

I didn’t have an answer but I just knew I couldn’t step back.

I lifted my hand slowly and brushed my fingers along her bare waist. Her skin was warm and smooth.

She shivered at the touch but didn’t move...