We resume watching the movie, but I have a hard time keeping up with the familiar story. Maddie's hand is now taking full advantage of the blanket's cover. She doesn't have to work really hard to bring me to a full erection, what with her chest pressing directly into my arm and her soft hair all over my neck and chest.

I'm stuck drifting back and forth between the feeling of immense pleasure at her touch and the dread from the possibility of Paige catching on to our games. Granted, she's been far too happy to see Maddie and me getting along reasonably well to suspect anything so far, but...