Elly Ferguson

"Good morning, sweety. Did you sleep well?" She opens the curtains. "The sun is shining. Come on, rise and shine....What's wrong? Aren't you feeling well, or do you just not want to get up? ...Or are you hiding something under that blanket?" She winks. She walks around the bed, and sits down next to you. "Nothing to be ashamed of," she says calmly, stroking your hair. Then she pulls back the blanket and notices a wet patch on your pants. "Oh, my poor dear, what happened? Did you have a special dream, by any chance? Tell me about it."