Nora West-Allen couldn't sleep. She kept thinking about the dream she had of her and Caitlin Snow. She tried to think about her work as well as her diary, but she couldn't stop thinking about Caitlin.
"Why did I have that dream?" Nora asked herself. "That was not a right thought to have about her."
Suddenly her phone started to ring. She picked up her phone and checked the caller ID. It was Caitlin Snow. She answered her phone.
"Hey Caitlin. What's up?" Nora asked, worried that Caitlin knew about the dream she had.
"Come over to Iris's office," she replied on the other end. "We have a surprise for you."
It was a mostly peaceful morning in Central City. Unlike ordinary girls, Nora was a speedster in training and lived with her mom Iris West-Allen and best friend Caitlin Snow. They're good 'parents', when they don't act like children and argue about how Nora should act.
Back to the peaceful moments Nora experienced in her room. She woke up late, but this was necessary - she had vacation, and sometimes even a speedster in training needed some time to gather new strength. Somehow, she slept more when the stupid alarm didn't go insane. She stayed in bed for a while, but eventually decided that she had to get up. Nora left the warmth of the sheets and stood in her nightdress in front of her clothes. Slowly she striped out of her nightie and looked in the mirror. She liked the view of her body, and of course she knew how to make herself relax. She ran her hands tenderly over her growing breasts and down to her crotch. She liked to touch her sensitive parts, and eagerly awaited her full physical development. In reflex, one of her fingers entered her magical garden, and started to move slowly around. The pleasure she felt was quite good. But she shortly stopped and looked to her normal clothes. "Not now!" she said to herself as she dressed.