One saturday mourning

The sun beams thought the window of Kylie's room waking her up. She gets up and stretched. She then yawns and smiles being able to relax as her parents were out for the weekend.

But then she noticed the bulge on her blanket. She sighed seeing she had morning wood. She was thinking 'Why does this happen every morning? Well at least I don't have to hide it from someone today.'