Justin
I am happy Syd is back to normal, attitude and all. I am sure she is glad, too and thankful not to be stuck in her place. She has her appetite. For dinner, she managed half a pizza and some potato wedges. Now, we are happily sitting on my sofa with a glass of wine and watching a movie. Sydney is snuggled into my side, and we have a blanket over us.
I am engrossed in the movie when I suddenly feel Sydney’s hands run up my thigh. I turn to face her, but her attention is on the movie.
“Can I help you?” I chuckle.
She looks at me, “Sorry, my hand slipped.” She says sweetly.
I raise my brow at her, “It slipped?”
She flashes an innocent smile at me and focuses back on the movie. Her hand slips up further and brushes over the bulge in my joggers.
I groan, “Are you going to tell
