after hours of tossing and turning you finally get up out of bed and give up on sleeping. You look at yourself in the mirror through the dim light of the slowly rising sun and decide it would be best to put on some real pajamas after last nights activities. Bare skin wasn’t keeping you warm enough. After slipping on a lace tank top and some silk pajama pants you sit on the edge of the bed and calculate the prior days in your head. Were the enforcers really in the right? Should you continue like this? You feel a hand glide onto your shoulder “up again?” Maddie’s Scottish accent slips softly into your ear. She leans her head on your shoulder and nuzzles gently into you. Maddie is wearing nothing but a simple loosely worn button down white shirt. It hangs low on her chest