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Tempted by My Mom’s Friend
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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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
"Will you please hurry up, Christine?"
My mom called from downstairs.
I grabbed my suitcase and rushed down the stairs.
My mom gave me a kiss on the forehead before she handed me a small bag filled with snacks.
"Mom,please.I'm twenty two years old.I don't need any snacks," I said with my face scrunched up in distaste.
"Behave yourself, Christine," my dad said as he kissed my forehead.
He gave me a warning look but I just rolled my eyes at him.
I knew that he wouldn't say anything else.
My parents were going on a one week vacation in Hawaii.
My dad had given me the news when he came home from work with a box of chocolates in his hand and a smile that clearly showed that he was hiding something.
My mom had already told me about it later that evening when we were alone in the kitchen.
My dad always found it hard to tell me anything important.
He always left that to my mom to do.
My mom told me that they had asked a family friend to come and live in their house for the week.
This was done for security purposes.
Our house alarm system was not good enough so my mom asked their friend Veronica to come and house sit for them.
I didn't know this Veronica person but I was told that I would get to meet her at the airport.
My mom and dad were now at the front porch.
They were loading their luggage in the taxi.
My mom kept turning back to wave at me while my dad checked his phone and passport again and again.
The morning sun was casting long shadows across our driveway as the taxi idled on the side of the road.
I felt a lump in my throat.
I had never been away from my parents for this long.
My mom started tearing up.
I forced myself to smile and wave at her.
My dad ushered her into the taxi after one last round of goodbyes.
As soon as the yellow taxi car disappeared around the corner, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I turned to find a woman standing behind me.
Her manicured hand was on my shoulder.
Her blue hair was tied in a bun and it caught the morning light.
She smiled at me and pulled me into a hug.
The perfume she wore was sweet and overpowering.
"You must be Christine," she said, holding me longer than necessary.
I pulled back and watched her fish her keys from her purse.
It was a black designer purse that had gold buckles on it.
She unlocked her car.
It was a sleek red convertible.
She popped the trunk and began unloading several matching suitcases from it.
I watched as she wheeled them towards the front door.
Her eyes were hidden behind large sunglasses so I couldn't see what she was looking at but I felt them on me as I stood in the driveway.