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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
I watch as my parents hug me tightly before they get into the taxi and drive away.
I know they are going to have a lovely time on their vacation, but I am going to miss them so much already.
I am left here with Veronica, the friend of my mom.
She is only here to keep the house, but Mom says she is also to keep an eye on me as well.
Veronica greets me with a kiss on my cheek and a smile that makes her striking blue hair in a bun shine even more.
"Shall we go inside now, Christine?" she asks me, and I nod my head as I follow her into the house.
The moment we step inside, I am hit with the smell of freshly baked cookies.
"How did you make them so fast?"
I ask her curiously.
"Oh dear, I didn’t make them," she tells me with a laugh.
"Come on in here and sit down."
She leads me into the living room and sits down on our leather couch.
She pats the spot next to her, but I am not sure if I should sit there or not.
The smell of cookies is getting stronger.
I notice a pink bakery box on the coffee table.
Veronica opens it up, revealing perfectly arranged chocolate chip cookies.
"I stopped by Sweet Dreams Bakery on my way here," she tells me, taking one out of the box and taking a slow bite.
Crumbs fall onto her tank top, and she brushes them away with her fingers carefully.
She holds the box out to me, never taking her eyes off mine.
"Christine, there's something I need to tell you," she says, her voice suddenly serious.
I hesitate, then take a cookie before sitting down beside her.
"Your parents asked me to stay because they wanted me to help you with something important."
I take a bite of the cookie.
It is too sweet and sticks to my teeth as I chew.
Veronica slides closer to me, her thigh pressing against mine.
She smells like vanilla perfume.
I can smell it on her skin.
I glance at her and see she is watching me closely.
She reaches out and takes the remote from the coffee table, clicking through channels until she stops on a romantic movie.
Her hand drops down onto my knee, and I shift uncomfortably.
I try to move away from her, but she holds me in place with a tight grip on my leg.