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The old abandoned house on the outskirts of town was said to be haunted. It was a place that most people avoided, but it was a place that called to Mary. She had all the time been fascinated with the supernatural and the unknown. She had all the time been drawn to haunted places and the stories of those who lived there.
Mary was a gorgeous young woman with long dark hair and big brown eyes. She had curves in all the right places and a sensuality that could drive any man wild. She had all the time been curious about the haunted house, but she had never had the courage to go inside. That was until she met her brother, Thomas.
Thomas had all the time been protective of Mary. Ever since they were children, he had looked out for her, and now that they were adults, he was still fiercely protective of her. Thomas was a ruggedly handsome man with broad shoulders and piercing blue eyes. He was tall and muscular, and he had a quiet confidence that was both captivating and intimidating.
One night, Mary and Thomas found themselves driving past the haunted house. Thomas had all the time been skeptical of the paranormal, but Mary believed in ghosts and spirits. She begged him to stop the car so they could explore the house, and after some reluctance, he agreed.
The inside of the haunted house was dark and musty. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling, and the floors creaked under their feet. Mary felt a chill run down her spine as they made their way through the empty rooms, but Thomas remained stoic and unafraid.
As they explored the house, Mary couldn’t help but feel drawn to her brother in a way that went beyond familial love. She had all the time had a forbidden desire for him, but she had never acted on it. Now, as they stood in the dusty old house, the desire burned within her like a wildfire.
Thomas noticed the way Mary was looking at him, and he could feel a stirring in his own loins. He had all the time been attracted to her, but he had never acted on his desires. Now, as they stood in the haunted house, he felt like anything was feasible.
They found themselves in a small back room, and Thomas closed the door behind them. Mary could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she looked up at her brother, knowing that they were about to cross a line that they could never come back from.
Thomas took her in his arms, and they kissed passionately. The desire that had been brewing between them for so long took hold, and they began to explore each other’s bodies with a hunger that left both of them breathless.
Their passion was consuming, and they were lost in the moment. They didn’t care that what they were doing was taboo and forbidden. They only cared about each other and the intense pleasure that they were experiencing.
As their passion reached a fever pitch, they were interrupted by a loud banging on the door. Their moment was shattered, and they scrambled to put their clothes back on. When they opened the door, they were confronted by a group of teenagers who had been exploring the house.
Mary and Thomas were embarrassed and ashamed of what they had done, but they knew that they could never tell anyone what had happened. They had crossed a line that they could never come back from, and they were both consumed with guilt and shame.
From that moment on, Mary and Thomas avoided each other as much as feasible. They were both haunted by what they had done in the haunted house, and they knew that they could never go back. Their forbidden desires had been fulfilled, but at what cost? They had lost something far more valuable than their virtue. They had lost their innocence and their trust in each other.
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