Mystique
Fbailey story number 656 Mystique Who would name their daughter Mystique? Obviously someone that likes unusual names…that’s who…like my parents. Yes, they named my sister Mystique. Fortunately I was named after my father. Otherwise I could be know as Moon, River, or Two Dogs Fucking. Hey, hippies did things like that in the old days. When she turned thirteen, my bratty sister sure tried to live up to her name. With her everything was a mystery. She had a conspiracy theory about everyone on our block. Each one was sexually orientated. She thought that old lady Henderson was having an affair with the plumber. That Miss Smith had more than one boyfriend and that she juggled them pretty well. That Mr. Brown was fucking his wife, his daughter, and his secretary. That Mrs. Johnson likes …