Few weeks ago I was released from a psych ward where I stayed for few weeks. All the patients on our floor were women and we all had our own rooms and shared living room and shared kitchen. In the evenings we’d spend our time in the living room where the TV was and because we were just sitting there chatting and watching TV, the nurse on a night shift wouldnt check on us that often and we’d always find her asleep in a chair.
I became sort of friend with another girl whom I’d sometimes hang out with and one of these evenings when we were sitting next to each other on the sofa with nobody else in the living room she rested her head on my shoulder so I put my arm around her hips.
We were both already in our pyjamas with an old, thick blanket spread across our laps. As I felt her breath on my neck I moved my hand from her hip around to her belly and she just let a very silent ´moan”, but she was still awake so it sounded like she made that sound in a “half joke, half serious” manner.