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
My parents are going on vacation, and they left me in Veronica's hands.
I don't know her that much, but my mom said she was her friend.
Veronica is hot.
I know that word isn't good to describe someone like her, but she is.
With her striking blue hair in a bun and a black tank top with jeans hugged tightly to her sexy body, a waist that could be eaten by my arm.
She's tiny like me.
Well, I guess that's why they left me with her.
"Christine, come here!"
Veronica called me from downstairs.
I was in my room reading a book.
I put it down and walked to her.
"Yep," I said, standing in front of her.
She was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"You can go to your room and continue with your book," she said, looking up at me with a smile.
"Are you sure?" I asked her.
"Yes, dear. I'm sure," she replied and turned back to watch the TV.
I turned around and walked back to my room.
I stayed there for a few hours and felt sleepy.
I wanted to take a nap before dinner.
I was about to sleep when I heard a door bang loudly.