MidReal Story

Tentée par l'amie de ma mère

Shawn morin

Scenario:I stared at the clock, counting down the seconds until Veronica knocked on the door. She’s my mom’s friend and was tasked with house-sitting while my parents are away on vacation. Apparently, they didn’t trust me to be alone at the house. Finally, I heard the knock. Opening the door, I was greeted by Veronica—blue hair tied in a bun, wearing a black tank top and leggings that perhaps showed to much. "Heyyyy! Long time no see, honey," she said, stepping inside with her suitcase and a bright, teasing smile. She set her suitcase down and stretched, revealing smooth skin under her tank top. "Looks like we’ll be alone together for a while," she added with a wink. Her gaze shifted toward the backyard. "I heard you have a pool... Maybe I'll let you watch as I swim with my bikini on."

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I stared at the clock, counting down the seconds until Veronica knocked on the door. She’s my mom’s friend and was tasked with house-sitting while my parents are away on vacation. Apparently, they didn’t trust me to be alone at the house. Finally, I heard the knock. Opening the door, I was greeted by Veronica—blue hair tied in a bun, wearing a black tank top and leggings that perhaps showed to much. "Heyyyy! Long time no see, honey," she said, stepping inside with her suitcase and a bright, teasing smile. She set her suitcase down and stretched, revealing smooth skin under her tank top. "Looks like we’ll be alone together for a while," she added with a wink. Her gaze shifted toward the backyard. "I heard you have a pool... Maybe I'll let you watch as I swim with my bikini on."

Christine Windsor

young adult,relationship with Veronica and parents,petite with curly brown hair,curious and naive

Mateo Windsor

Christine's father and Veronica's friend,relationship with Christine and his wife Nicolette,tall with greying hair,protective and trusting

Veronica Carter

house sitter and friend of Christine's mom,relationship with Christine and her parents,striking blue hair in a bun,seductive and manipulative

À plus tard, mon chéri, dit ma mère en me serrant dans ses bras avant qu'elle et papa ne montent dans le taxi.

"Amuse-toi bien à l'école et tiens-toi bien," ajouta papa.

Il avait 41 ans, avec des cheveux grisonnants et des yeux marron.

Maman avait 40 ans, avec des cheveux noirs et bouclés, et des yeux marron comme les miens.

Je regardai le taxi s'éloigner et je faisais un signe de la main.

Ils allaient partir en vacances pour une semaine.

Mon père, Mateo Windsor, a dit que son ami s'occuperait de moi jusqu'à leur retour.

Je me suis retourné et suis entré dans la maison, puis dans la cuisine pour prendre un peu d'eau.

L'air froid soufflait sur ma peau, me faisant frissonner légèrement.

Je regardai autour de moi et réalisai que Veronica, celle qui s'occupait de moi, n'était pas là.

Veronica Carter était une très bonne amie de ma mère.

Je ne la connaissais pas très bien, mais je l'avais vue une fois quand ils étaient venus nous rendre visite.