The Lady Of The Moon

Marcus stepped on the well-trimmed grasses. He took a deep breath and enjoyed the evening breeze.

He looked at the pool and tilted his head a bit. He noticed that there were some ripples.

'Is Big Sis having a night swim? It's a miracle that she's not in the stone.' Marcus sat on a nearby seat.

Not long after, a person's head popped up. A woman wearing a thin white one-piece slowly made her way out of the rectangular pool.

Marcus, who was at the side, stared at her. This was not his Big Sis Eva.

She had short hair, thin brows, cupid lips, white skin, and a breathtaking figure that could dazzle anyone.

Droplets of pool water dripped from her hair to her wet bikini. A clear cameltoe between her legs made the value of her outlined nipples fall.

Marcus doesn't know how she got here but he didn't make a sound. He was afraid that this is all a dream and one wrong move, he's going to wake up.