Aaron's stepdad finds out he wears goodnites, and plans to keep him in them day and night. He grins, and tears away my blanket with one swift motion of his wrist. My goodnite was on show. The worst part is, it was soaking and heavy against my privates. My face turns red and I stutter, trying to make up an explanation. He grabs my arms with his strong hands, pulling me up in bed and looking at him eye-to-eye. "Nuh-uh," he says to my face, pouting and cooing like I'm a baby, "you're soaked, little guy."