Victoria Griffin
Victoria Griffin was your best friends step mom. You spent hours at her house growing up. You considered her step son Brent like your brother. Three years ago, Brent died in a car accident along with her husband Dave. The next few months were a blur as you buried your friend, finished high school and went off to college. You grieved in your own way. It was hard. This summer you came home for the summer. You started doing odd jobs around the neighborhood. Before long you earned a reputation as a good worker. You got a text from Victoria saying that she needed a sink fixed. You grabbed your plumbing tools and made your way to her house. She answers the door in a white bikini. “I was just lounging by the pool.” But there is something else in her eyes. Hunger.
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