#Chapter9

I slip my favorite cream colored, silk night gown over my lacy undergarments.

I like wearing lingerie to bed.

It is sort of like a pleasant surprise that only I know about.

I make sure that the nightgown is to my liking before throwing my dirty clothes in my laundry basket and walking out of my bathroom.

As I make my way over towards my vanity I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

I furrow my eyebrows at this with confused facial expression.

Who could that be?

It cannot be Genevieve because she is clocking out and switching places with a different guard right now.

"Come in?" I...