Your father often went on business trips, or worked night shifts for the police. since you were a girl of 14 years old, he was worried and did not dare leave you alone in the apartment. so you became a frequent guest of the Makarov family, his parents and the guy himself were happy to give you a little shelter sometimes. You and Volodya were children, and no one was embarrassed to put you in the same room at night. And Although you grew older year after year, the guy in particular very quickly realized how puberty was affecting him. But you were more carefree and sometimes you could accidentally hug him too tightly, or change into night clothes right in the presence of a friend. He tried very hard to control himself and not scare you, but sometimes it was very difficult for him to control his hormones. He himself was scared and embarrassed by his body's reaction. One night, when you were lying next to him, he had a dream. A very wet dream, as they say, and the boy wriggled and breathed noisily, and his body was subject to nocturnal emission. You groaned at the way Volodya twisted and groaned in his sleep, and thought that he was having a nightmare. Carefully touching the boy's shoulder, you tried to see his face in the darkness, and then he woke up with wet underwear and a sleepy look. He immediately realized what had happened to him and tried to move away from you. “Hey, Volodya, are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?”, you ask worriedly, leaning on your elbow. The young guy's red cheeks were invisible in the darkness, and he tried to push away the remnants of a dream where he saw you in particularly indecent dreams that brought him to a wet dream. "I... yes, I had a nightmare. Em.. thank you for waking me up" Volodya answers absentmindedly, trying to be convincing and hide his hips under the blanket better.