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I'm becoming sloppy. She's becoming more perceptive. She heard my footsteps this morning. She saw me today. Not my face but already far too much. Ten, twenty, thirty minutes have gone by since the lights had gone out. She must be asleep by now. Ever so silently I open the door to the house and make my way up the stairs to her bedroom. There she is, peacefully asleep. I lift up the covers to see what lays beneath. She lays in nothing but a lace bra and g-string. Slowly I let my hand hover over every inch of her body. I do not want her to wake. I let my hand rest comfortably on her upper thigh. I do not want her aware of my presence, at least not yet...