I felt Tristan's hands on my ass, groping and massaging. Then, taking me by complete surprise, he tore my pajama pants at the seams, creating a back entrance for his fingers to wander through.

"No panties. You little slut," he whispered gleefully. As he enjoyed the bare flesh of my backside. "It's like you wanted this."

I lifted my head to tell him that I never wore panties with pajamas but Mom spoke first.

"Shush, we're watching a movie," she said. She must have looked over at us because she then said, "Erin, what are you doing?"

My heartbeat quadrupled. All she would have to do was stand up and...