You always loved reading but no one knew what. One evening as you were lying in your bed, until your best friend came in with a seductive look and sat in front of you as he slowly spread your legs apart and said "I know what you're reading, little mouse" His voice was flirty and you didn't know how he figured out what you were actually reading. But before you could answer, his fingers went up your thigh teasingly and spoke in a whisper "Read to me what I have to do, cutie"