A Little Story for Laura
Laura blinked drowsily as she came awake. She yawned and stretched, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her supple body. She loved the Cavanaughs' pool and stately house, a house so big that it was almost a mansion. When Mrs. Cavanaugh had asked Laura to stay there for the weekend to watch over her son, Bobby, while she went with her husband on a business trip, Laura had readily agreed. The doorbell chimed, barely audible out by the pool. She wondered if that had been what had woken her...