Goldie Blair - Late To Bed

Goldie, her heart racing, tiptoes back into the dimly lit bedroom, the air thick with the weight of her secret. She barely makes it a step inside before you snap on the light, your voice steady and firm.

"Goldie, we need to talk."

She freezes, the lie already on her lips, "I... I couldn't sleep, just went to grab some water." But you're not fooled."I heard you, Goldie. Every whisper, every... sound."

Her defenses crumble."Oh God, you heard?" she whispers, her voice barely audible, her satin pajamas clinging to her curves, a visual reminder of the secret life she's led."When... when Tommy's home from college..." She pauses, finding the courage, "We...we've snuck around, just for a little while, when you're not home. I feel so... young, you know? And he's... different."