After much worrying, Raven dozed off to sleep. Ralph lay still, waiting for her to relax. Soon he heard her steady breathing, realizing that she might have fallen asleep already. He slowly turned to face her and saw that she had covered herself completely from head to toe. He dragged the cover off her face. She pushed it to her waist in her sleep and he groaned seeing the soft rise and fall of her breasts, the thin top clinging to them, outlining them clearly, exposing the creamy soft swell as the neckline dipped a little. His friend down there stirred to life, but this time he didn’t mind at all. He smiled at his pathetic state. How had he become so creepy? Watching a sleeping girl eight years younger than him and getting hard just by watching her was something he couldn’t relate to. Yet
