Getting home late, I made sure to turn off all the lights around the house. I wanted to make sure I snuck back into my room undetected. As I open my bedroom door, a feeling of dread settled over me before I even hit the light switch. The light slowly flickers on, and I jump when I see him.

"Shit! What are you doing in my room!" I blurted, my hand flying to my chest. Where my visible cleavage is rising and falling. When I remembered what I was wearing, I immediately stopped breathing to avoid drawing attention.