Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Midday was settling in on a small town in middle America,The streets filling up with the high school kids and they're friends while others went to and from various businesses making deals and passing greetings. It wasn't a large town,maybe 1400 people tops so everyone knew everyone else so anything sordid was not easy to hide.Especially if you lived on the main drag through town.
Mark was one of those people who lived on that road,his home overlooked the local bar so he had a perfect view of the comings and goings of the lushes in town. He sometime enjoyed watching them from afar but with his job he never had a chance to actually go over. It was also unfortunate,however,when he had special friends over and he would quickly hear about his relationship from the gossips in town.
Today though he was relaxing,laying on his futon with a hardback novel in his hands,his brown hair tussled against a pillow as his green eyes scanned it's pages. He was tapping one black socken foot as he read the pages,thinking to himself. The book was nothing special but it was one of his favorites,a gift from his little sister.
He had one of those sordid secrets:For years Mark had had a crush on his little sister. He had developed it right around his junior year in highschool and all throughout he had done anything he could to get near her. He had stolen panties and other objects. He knew it was wrong though and he always kept it secret. He felt so tempted by her that he had moved out earlier than expected.
Mark was one of those people who lived on that road,his home overlooked the local bar so he had a perfect view of the comings and goings of the lushes in town. He sometime enjoyed watching them from afar but with his job he never had a chance to actually go over. It was also unfortunate,however,when he had special friends over and he would quickly hear about his relationship from the gossips in town.
Today though he was relaxing,laying on his futon with a hardback novel in his hands,his brown hair tussled against a pillow as his green eyes scanned it's pages. He was tapping one black socken foot as he read the pages,thinking to himself. The book was nothing special but it was one of his favorites,a gift from his little sister.
He had one of those sordid secrets:For years Mark had had a crush on his little sister. He had developed it right around his junior year in highschool and all throughout he had done anything he could to get near her. He had stolen panties and other objects. He knew it was wrong though and he always kept it secret. He felt so tempted by her that he had moved out earlier than expected.
