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Taking Callie In (nothingbutporcelain and Anansi)

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Callie sighed as she made her way through a long line at the airport. She didn't understand why anyone would willingly go through all of this shit. Normally she took her own private jet when she went traveling overseas but this time she decided to fly on a normal airplane and of course it was the biggest mistake ever. But then again she was pretty broke right now so she knew flying on a private jet was not an option. There was a time in her life when Callie used to be rich and get everything she wanted but that time was long over. You see, a few years ago her life had been turned upside down when her father killed her mother. At first they just thought it was a murderer, not her father but then they learned the truth. The worst thing about the whole situation was that her father had molested her and she didn't really fight him off because she thought it was his way of dealing with what happened to his wife. Later in court he ended up saying that the only reason he killed her mother was so he could be with his daughter, and not in a platonic way. It was pretty sick and now Callie blamed herself for her mother's death when it really wasn't her fault at all. Maybe she provoked her father by always wearing skimpy outfits but she didn't think he was looking. What girl worried about their father checking them out?

After running a hand through her long, golden blonde hair she grabbed her heavy luggage that was crammed with practically every outfit and pair of shoes she owned and made her way through the crowded airport. She was going to some country town to stay with her aunt, uncle, and cousin but she wasn't really looking forward to it since she didn't think there was much to do here, nothing like New York City where she was coming from. Today marked the two year anniversary of her mother's death and was desperately not trying to think of her today. She didn't need to start crying in the middle of the airport. But Callie was hoping to erase her bad image here since no one knew of all her problems. Here she could pretend she was a normal girl that didn't have a terrible coke addiction. But Callie Simpson never really was good with being normal. Obviously a girl could never be normal when she was used to taking private jets everywhere she went. Even sitting in first class hadn't been good enough for her. But sometimes she felt so fake since she was no longer the rich, spoiled brat who had everything. Now she had nothing. No money, no mother, no goals or ambitions (but she actually did have a job even if it wasn't a good one, she was a stripper or she used to be since she was moving). Coke and vodka were really the only reasons she was still alive which was pretty pathetic. She was being sent here by her aunt and uncle because they thought they could turn her life around and help her clean her act up. So even if Callie wanted to pretend like she had no problems here her family here knew she did.

She started fishing through her over sized black Balenciaga purse for her cigarettes right after she got off the plane. There was clearly a no smoking sign everywhere in the airport but she really could care less. Traveling stressed her out and the only thing that could make her feel better were her cigs and coffee. She didn't see a Starbucks around so she was stuck with just her cigs. Her uncle was coming to pick her up. Everyone back in the city knew Callie couldn't help herself around men. It was like an addiction, her trying to seduce them all. She was never happy unless every guy in the room wanted her and only her. She wanted everyone to love her but usually they all ended up just wanting to fuck her.

Of course Callie was nervous about moving to the country. The second she stepped off the plane and saw what everyone else was wearing here she knew she stuck out like a sore thumb. As she walked across the small airport to the baggage claim area she felt all eyes on her. Everyone knew she wasn't from here and that she didn't belong here. She was dying to get out of the airport and away from the prying eyes. This was odd since usually Callie thrived on attention. It kept her going but she didn't like this kind of attention. It was more fun when people couldn't stop staring because they all thought she was so hot and beautiful. Here everyone was staring at her like she was some kind of insect. They were all acting like they had never seen someone like her before. It wasn't shocking because of her long, golden blonde hair and navy blue eyes. The dress she had on was yellow and very bright. It was also short and revealed a lot of her skin. She noticed that none of the other girls in the airport were showing much skin but how was she supposed to know everyone was so conservative here? She was used to living in the city where everyone dressed however they want. No one stared at her in the city. She fit right in.

She was standing over by the baggage claim area watching her huge suitcase go round and round on the conveyor belt. She'd already tried getting it off earlier and she knew she just made a bigger fool of herself by almost falling over. It was stupid of her to try. Had she honestly believed that she would be able to lift it considering the fact that it weighed more than she did? Plus her five inch stiletto heels didn't make anything easier. She'd been so embarrassed when she tugged on it and couldn't lift it. And worse no one had offered to help. It was almost like they were all too scared of her to even say one word to her. This place was messed up.

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Jonas had been sitting in his truck for the past half hour staring at the pictures he carried in his wallet. Those of little Callie, his sister in law, and his brother James. He had no clue how it had turned out this way, it was disturbing to see how quickly things had gone sour once he had let James take over the family business. Jonas liked his relatively simple life, out in the country, it suited him. He had made his way there from the city life with his shotgun wedding bride and their daughter. Leaning heavily in the seat he looked at himself. His eyes were bright and blue belonging to a much younger man, his skin a rich brown from years of working under the sun. His body was massive to say the least, the work he had done had turned his once thin six six physique into that of a behemoth rippling with various muscles that he kept well toned with both his hard work and dedicated exercise. The same unfortunately could not have been said of his wife who he'd stayed with simply out of a sense of duty. He now could have retired, he had plenty of employees to do the work, he had numerous endeavors all netting him decent profits but whenever he relaxed her suffered from a feeling of ennui.

Pulling the truck around he parked and stepped out, his black faded jeans and tight red shirt likely made people around him wonder on who he was as his work boots clicked on he sidewalk and he made his way into the airport. He had no clue what the girl would look like now as the last picture he had was two years old, he'd simply gotten a call from his mother saying she was out of control. Staring about he watched once he saw a head of golden blond he'd only seen on one woman before, her mother. He had always liked her mother, a fine woman she was and had wondered why his brother had murdered her in cold blood as he hadn't been to the trial.

Musing to himself he remembered a night where after several bottles of wine she had confessed that she had liked him first, but when he got married and ran off she settled. In truth he had liked her too but they were now both married, both settled in, but he could still remember those piercing eyes and that hair like spun gold that cascaded over her shoulders. Stepping up to the baggage claim he lifted the bag easily with one arm before simply turning to walk off with it making sure to do it as she looked off to the side wondering if his niece would so much as be able to recognize him from behind or if she would panic at the thought of a strange man stealing her bag. He hadn't seen her face, but she hadn't his and in truth she looked quite a good deal like her mother from behind, he hoped it would be her, rather than the beginning of an extremely awkward mistake.
 
Callie was a little shocked when suddenly someone grabbed the suitcase she was trying to pick up herself. She was relieved that someone was willing to help her out because she knew she never could have done that on her own. It was a good thing he helped her before she fell on her ass and made a huge fool of herself in front of all these people. She didn't recognize him as her uncle at first but that was probably because she hadn't seen him in a long time. Her father never liked for them to visit his brother much. Maybe because he was worried his brother would see what he was doing to his little girl. As long as no one found out he was raping his daughter everything would be fine. Well at least for him. Things were never fine for Callie. She was jealous of her cousin for living such a normal life. Callie's life may have seemed charmed since her parents would give her credit cards and she'd get to go clubbing at all these amazing places but in exchange for that kind of life she had to let her father fuck her. Thank God that was over with. He was in jail where he belonged.

"Thank you, sir. I never could have got that on my own." She moved in front of the man so she could look at the man who helped her out and was shocked when she realized it was her uncle. At least she thought it was him. She could be wrong since they hadn't seen each other in forever. She was pretty sure this man looked some what like her uncle. "Is that you Uncle Jonas?" She asked him, staring into his eyes. She wanted to hug this man she thought was her uncle because she hadn't seen him in so long. It was nice to see family again. She decided to not hug him just yet. She had to make sure this was actually her uncle before she threw her arms around him. She was happy to see her uncle again but she knew she wouldn't feel the same way about her aunt or cousin. They just never really got along for someone. It certainly wasn't Callie's fault. The last time she saw her aunt she was a little girl. Her aunt always had this grudge against her, maybe because she'd known Callie was going to grow up into a beautiful woman, just like her mother had been.
 
He looked to her and smirked as she looked him up and down and realized she couldn't be sure of it. He ran his fingers through his hair and leaned his head to one side before he leaned in slightly his eyes staring into hers before he wrinkled his nose playfully and spoke.
"Wow, I guess its just to be expected, your mum didn't hug me either the first time she saw me." He said to her with a slight twang before he shook his head. "Yeah, its me...and look at you, just the spitting image of her." He said slowly before he shook his head looking his neice up and down before laughing. He looked down to himself as she had looked at him and shrugged. "I came here from work girl, don't eye me like a stranger, round here works nothing to be ashamed of." He continued before he leaned back. "We don't have clubs, we don't have night life, or anything fancy, but you will have your own room, your aunt's outta town till weekend so I'll be cooking, we're going into town to get some food on the way back." He said simply before he began to walk toward the door. "We should pick you up some clothes too, bet you don't have anything in here that'd last through a day of work."

He intended to have her working, and sweating the toxins she had ingested over the years out of her body. He would have her busy enough to prevent her from trying to get high around the farm. It was large enough that neighbors wouldn't be a problem as by the time she got to them he'd notice her gone, and the men that worked there were hard working farm men most of them married or not particularly the type into women. It always allowed him to feel safe with his daughter hanging around them though a few of them got fresh on occasion and had to be taught manners.
 
Callie knew instantly that this was her uncle when he opened his mouth and started to talk to her. "I would have hugged you, Uncle Jonas! I just wasn't sure it was you and I didn't want to hug some random stranger.." Really Callie did a lot more than just hugging strangers. Back in the city she would always go to the bar to pick up a guy to go home with so why was she so worried about hugging someone she didn't know? Now she wished she had hugged him but it was too late for that now. If she tried to hug him now he would just think it was because he said something to her about it. He wouldn't know that she honestly just wanted to hug him and feel someone holding onto her who actually cared about her. Her father had always claimed to love her but it was hard to trust that love when he also raped her all the time.

She smiled a little when he told her how much she looked like her mother. This made her both sad and happy. She was sad because she missed her mom so much and she was happy for the compliment. Her mother had been a beautiful woman so she knew it was a good thing to be compared to her. "I never said you looked bad or anything, Uncle Jonas! I think you're too sensitive. I wasn't giving you any special kind of look." She laughed softly, rolling her eyes at him.

She was definitely disappointed to hear right away that they didn't have clubs or nightlife here. "Then what do you do at night?" She looked completely horrified that a place without clubs actually existed. Callie was used to spending every night at a bar or club when she wasn't working at the strip club. How could she live without them? "Work? You've got to be kidding me, Uncle Jonas. You are so funny. You know I don't like getting dirty. Maybe I could do some chores inside if that's what you're talking about.." Callie really didn't want to do that either but it was a lot better than working outside.

She was relieved to hear that her aunt was out of town. That was one less person that she had to meet who she disliked. "I wouldn't mind going shopping now. Do you have any cute boutiques around here? Maybe some cute vintage stores? I really need some new heels. I had to give away a bunch of mine. Only like twenty fit in my suitcase. It was so sad."
 
"Right girl not giving me a look." He said to her with a slight snicker and a head shake before he raised and lowered the bag. "You feel a bit over weight here, thought planes only allowed fifty pounds, or do you have some kinda secret where they let it through without you paying?" He asked while eyeing her with playful scrutiny. "Your momma used to make men's hearts turn to jello when she'd toss her hair and give her lil sultry talk to try and get something done, its how she met your..." He stopped knowing better than to finish his story as he turned.

"At night, we adults sometimes go to the bar, or parties, at times we just sleep, depends on the next day." He said to her before he shook his head. "Everyone works to some extent girlie, we will find something for you to do, idle hands and the devils playground and what not. You're getting my little girl's old room, its right next to my shower so you may have to deal with the sound o running water, finally gave her that basement room she wanted and the girl wanted to fight me tooth and nail to stay. I figured young city girl like you might appreciate the view of the fields the room offers." He said to her with a soft laugh. He didn't know about the peep hole in the closet that looked directly into the shower, or the face that it had been fitted behind a one way shower mirror his daughter had bought and fitted under the guise of a father's day present so her daddy could "shave in the shower."

He snickered when he heard her talk about boutiques and kept walking all the while shaking his head. "Yeah darlin, we got plenty of those, a long with movie stars and streets paved with gold." He said before laughing out loud. "Dear, we've got two clothes shops, that's it if you want we get to the house you can buy your fancy clothes with your allowance when you get it. However the allowance is dependent on chores performed, more you work, more cash in your pocket." He continued. "Anything you want free, you gotta get here."

"So no hug at all still? Its fine girl, cmon lets get you into town." He said to her as he turned and chuckled. "So how was the flight in, this isn't exactly the best of airports." He began as he made his way toward the door not particularly looking behind himself as he cut a swath through the crowd with his tall muscular body forming a wedge. He knew due to his somewhat youthful exterior some might get the wrong idea but he hoped those that did know him didn't see the young lady and assume he was engaging in some sort of infidelity.
 
Callie didn't understand why he kept snickering at her. Was he making fun of her? She really didn't understand these country people. It seemed like they had a different way of speaking to her. "They just let me bring it. I don't have a special secret. I guess they liked me at the airport back in the city.." But then again it had been a guy who checked her luggage so that could have something to do with it. Guys were always letting Callie get away with everything. For some reason they always fell at her feet when she wanted something. Maybe she got that from her mother, according to her uncle. She frowned when he suddenly trailed off. Of course she knew what he was going to say. He was going to say that was how she met her father, the man who murdered her. It was really good that they weren't talking about that right now.

She was glad to hear that they at least bars here but she noticed how her uncle said the adults went to them. Obviously he didn't consider her to be an adult so she had a feeling he wouldn't be letting her go to the bar with him. That was really sad. It sounded like the only fun activity Callie would be doing every night was sleeping. This was so depressing. She longed to have her life in the city back. Her uncle seemed some what nice but she really didn't want to have to do all these chores. It wasn't going to be fun at all. She had a feeling she would be really miserable here.

Did he honestly think she would like a room that overlooked the fields? She was happy to have her own room but the thought of looking at a field every day wasn't all that appealing. There was nothing exciting about that. "Well thanks for getting me my own room. I appreciate it." She would have killed herself if she had to live with his daughter. She didn't really remember her all that well but she was pretty sure they never got along. Things might have changed but it was doubtful.

She got even more crushed when she heard that they only had two clothes shops. This place was getting more and more depressing. She did bring some money with her but she didn't want to spend it on anything that wasn't worth her money. She would just have to make sure the clothes she brought lasted her as long as possible. "Fine, fine. I understand. I wouldn't want anything from those shops anyways. They don't sound like my type." Callie was a little stuck up but she couldn't help it. She was used to only doing things her way.

"The flight was fine. There was nothing special about it.." She said as they walked through the airport and headed out to the parking lot. Before she dreaded coming to the country but now she was even more upset about this. She had no idea how she would ever live in a place like this. She might as well just die.
 
"I see, well pretty thing like you often has doors opened for her that other folk find closed much of the time." He said to her with a snicker. "We don't have much out here, but there is quite a bit to do if you know where to find it." He added as he continued to walk finally reaching his truck and tossing her luggage into the back before he clicked a button unlocking the doors. "I don't want you to think that this is a punishment, its to help you." He said slowly. "I can already hear the disappointment in your voice darlin, we don't have those clubs, or those places you used to frequent because lets be honest they werent any good for you. You can't live a life of drugs and alcohol, when we were younger me and your daddy lived like that, I messed up and got someone pregnant before I was ready, your daddy met your momma but kept partying and you see how he turned out." He said somberly to her.

"You got so used to city life that you don't appreciate life outside of it. Now with your father gone, I'm in charge of the company once more, and on occasion I'll take trips into the city sometimes for a few days, to maybe weeks." He stopped letting the fact sink in as he climbed into the truck and opened the door to wait for her. "Depending on if I think you can handle it maybe, mayyy be, I will take you with me if you can prove to me you can live your life without becoming an addict." He said curtly. He had waited till they were alone to have this talk not wanting to embarass her. "I know its tough, believe me, my daddy was a mean drunk and it wasn't till my momma put a bullet in him and then decided to redecorate her bedroom with her skull did it stop. You don't need to live your life runnin from it by using that poison." He said simply as he looked to her his face actually stern for a while.

"Now were gettin you some clothes, whether you like it or not, and were gonna get some food and well my girls out with her friends so she won't be home till late, or tomorrow." He continued before thinking. "Tell you what, lets just you and me have dinner, and you can choose, either I can cook, or we could go to an restaurant, we do have a few of those round these parts." He added trying to brighten up the dour conversation. 'We do have ponies...every girl likes ponies." He said before leaning back into his seat. "I honestly never thought this would end up like this but for better or worse, we are family." He continued

As he thought on it, she might be the only family he had left as he'd never had the heart to truly check if his daughter was his and his wife and he had drifted apart. Sighing he started the truck. "Are you hungry?"
 
Callie giggled softly when her uncle told her that she was probably used to guys opening doors for her and doing other things for her. He was right. The last year for Callie hadn't been easy at all because of everything she went through with her family but at least she could always count on men to help her out. She may have been through a lot but she never lost her looks. Sometimes she felt like that was the only thing she had left. She frowned as she listened to him talk about how clubbing and things like that weren't good for her. Of course Callie already knew that but she never cared enough to stay away from them. It just didn't matter. She didn't care if she died. It wasn't like she was contributing to society in any way. If she died no one would miss her. Callie knew that for a fact. She doubted even her uncle would shed a tear.

She really hated it when he brought up her father. Didn't he hate him? Callie knew she hated him and wished he would die. He didn't deserve to be alive even if he was rotting in a prison cell right now. He took her mother's life and he deserved to die for that but for some reason he wasn't given the death sentence. They let him live and now because of that Callie was haunted by nightmares of him breaking out and kidnapping her every night. Things would be so much better if he was dead but she knew that would never happen.

She was listening to her uncle closely. She actually respected him and wanted to hear what he had to say. He wasn't her father. She knew he would never do what he did to her. She didn't trust him completely but she knew he was probably one of the people in this world she could trust the most. She got a little excited to hear that he might take her back into the city some time as long as she stayed away from drugs. That sounded easier said than done. Callie loved her cocaine and couldn't imagine living without it but it sounded like she had no choice. She knew she wouldn't be able to find any dealers around here so she was stuck without it. Her uncle was probably really happy about this.

She sighed heavily when he informed her that they would be getting some clothes and food. Clothes shopping didn't sound too bad even if she knew it would be the kind of clothes she hated. She could still have fun trying it on. Maybe she and her uncle could make it fun. "I don't know. I guess cooking doesn't sound so bad." She was trying to think about which would be more unhealthy, cooking or eating out. Eating out definitely sounded like she would consume a lot more calories so she was not interested in that. "Yeah, you're right Uncle Jonas. Thank you for letting me stay with you. I really appreciate it." She smiled up at him. "I guess I'm a little hungry but let's go clothes shopping first."
 
He drove along and looked out the window as they drove towards the forests that were just south of the airport. "Darlin it can be beautiful out here, I mean my wife and daughter don't appreciate it no more but I think a change of scenery is good." He said to her slowly while looking to the road though they were the only cars about. "I mean its clean air, good people, simple living, none of that hustle and bustle that warps the mind and makes you all cold inside." He added as he drove. "Hell...I had a heroin habit before I moved out here." He admitted with some level of amusement. "But you can't find anything stronger than a bit of grass out this way and frankly, that in and of itself aint so bad." He continued not knowing quite what to talk about, he didn't want her first day to be a constant lecture but he felt he had to expound on the virtues of the life she was about to join into. "I mean..my wife..she wanted to stay in the New York...she wanted us to keep clubbing and drinking...I dunno maybe that's why my daughter acts up like she does. But I couldn't raise my child there, so I figured move us out here, and help my wife quit her habit, drop my own, and we live nice and clean." Off in the distance the tops of houses began to show as he reached the top of a hill behind another.

"Also, I know you wanna knock the store in town but Mable and Sable make some pretty good clothing. Its sturdy and if you want they can make you something custom in a bout a day or so." He continued. "You get the kinda craftmanship you don't see around much anymore. Yes we don't have designer boutiques, or trendy little hole in the walls, and vintage doesn't really make sense baby doll, you're payin good money for old clothes, my wife's got hundreds of old clothes from our old life that don't fit her no more, you grab some take em down to mable and she'll take em in for you. There you go, vintage." He said with a slight laugh before he reached over and ruffled her hair.

"As for your habit, if you do manage to score some know that if I catch you, I'll tan your backside." He said with some finality. "I mean bare hand to bare ass too, you won't be sitting for at least a week." He finished before he pulled up before what appeared to be a large barn with the word "Able Sisters" In bright green across the front of it. "Well here we are, clothing store number one." He said before he stepped out of the car.
 
Callie was getting a little sick of her uncle lecturing her. She liked him but she didn't want to hear about how much he thought country life was amazing. She liked her life back in the city. It was interesting to hear that he used to have a heroin habit and that he brought his wife here to get away from the city. She never knew that her aunt liked the city so much. Callie and her should have been able to get along since they had this in common but she knew that would not be happening. Her aunt never seemed to like her and she would probably dislike Callie even more when she saw that she grew up into a beautiful young girl. Callie knew she would be jealous because she wasn't as young as Callie. But Callie didn't care what her aunt thought of her. The only one she really wanted to get along with was her uncle. No one else really mattered. If she kept him happy maybe he would let her go back to the city. Then if she decided to start using coke again there he would never know. She would just think of this trip to the country as a little detox. She'd be back to the city in no time.

"I understand that you like it so much here. I'm going to give it a chance but I can't promise you that I'm going to love it here. I lived in the city my whole life. And it's not just the drugs and alcohol that I'm going to miss. I love the atmosphere of the city. That place makes me feel so alive. I just don't see this place doing that for me. And I always driving so it was so convenient to be able to walk everywhere. I'm just going to miss it. I can't help that, Uncle Jonas.." She said, sighing heavily. It was already difficult living here and she hadn't even done any work yet. That was going to make this place so much worse for her.

She chose not to comment on the clothes store they were going to. She knew she wasn't going to like it but she would just have to deal with it. She had no idea how long she was going to be living here. The clothes she brought with her probably wouldn't last her that long so she might be forced to wear some of this clothing. It was a very scary thought but she really had no other choice.

"No, thanks. I don't want your wife's old clothes." That sounded disgusting to her. Obviously her uncle didn't understand the concept of vintage clothing at all. "I'm not going to score. I don't think I could even find anyone who deals out here so you don't need to worry.." She sighed heavily, getting out of the car and following him into the store. This was going to be very interesting. She walked into the store with him and began looking around for clothes. "So, am I looking for work clothes? What exactly does that mean?" She hoped her uncle would help her pick out some clothes to work in. She didn't know what was best.
 
"Okay, I felt the same way, when I found out there was no subway here I began to wonder on what I would do. I didn't even have a driver's license at the time, so I got one, settled in, you can walk places here. Takes a bit longer but its less traffic, less bustle, less folk in your way or trying to get something out of you." He said before he stretched and placed his hands behind his head. "I mean I had other things to worry about I guess, baby on the way, severe shakes from withdrawal, being forced to ma..." He caught himself and shook it off before he continued his hands now behind his back as he spoke to her outside the store.

"Oh did I forget to mention Mable and Sable came out here with me?" He asked with a slow snicker. "They were friends of mine who just wanted out of the city, got tired of men followin em around and sleazy photographers trying to get their panties off." He said before adding. "They were models, wanted to be fashion designers, couldn't get into the industry, now the whole town comes to them...they're the most popular girls around." He said with a slight laugh. "And this was in the eighties so I'm sure they could make you clothing in vintage style." He added before he shook his head. "Girlie you might just like what you see, I can already see you cockin your nose in the air getting ready to snub their designs but just because its not an overpriced boutique, or doesn't have those flimsy five minute hot fashions of the city doesn't mean its not good. Anyway..I'll let you decide." He said before he stepped inside holding the door open.

Within there were two women, both the same height, same dazzling blue eyes, one had deep brown hair, the other had black hair. Their shapes were rather generously curved, as though they had once been much thinner but filled out into voluptuous beauties and as they walked over their in line level step betrayed some training. "Hello there Jonas" They said in an eerie harmonizing voice. "You decided to strip down so we can fit you? Let us get you out of those old rags and..." The both asked eagerly and with a slight giggle at the end of their statements before they looked behind him to see the young girl and both equally blushed. "Hello there young miss." They continued. "Are you new in town?" As Sable went off to get a catalog, and Mable grabbed a measuring tape they both still spoke as one voice. "Be with you in a moment."

Their space was sparsely furnished, the entirety a pure white, a small room compared to the size of the building. The deep black furniture offset the white walls, white tiles and white ceiling with recessed lights. A few dresses on mannequins were about each wearing a different ensemble each of them distinct in its look but had a level of acceptability as somewhat fashionable that didn't change with age. Little black dress, little red dress, jeans and a black t-shirt, and various other cornerstones of style were represented. Sable came up to Callie slipping past Jonas and pinching his backside as she did before placing it on a table before the girl. It was almost as thick as a phone book with each page holding four different pieces of dress organized by type. "We've got a version on CD as well." She said to her while Mabel slipped up next to Jonas. "She's a bit young." She whispered to him. "You and your wife that much on the outs?" She asked.

"She's my niece." He whispered back to her before smiling back at Callie. "Just pick anything you want dear, so long as its sturdy and comfy." He continued before he whispered to Mable once more. "Do I look like the kinda man who would be bedding someone as young as my daughter?" He asked turning so Callie couldn't see his lips or hear him clearly.
 
Callie felt a little comforted knowing that her uncle had once been in the place she was at right now. She was scared about coming here because she knew she wouldn't fit in and she was sure she wouldn't like it here but she did like her uncle and wanted to make him happy. She was willing to give this place a chance. She just didn't think she was going to like it here. She didn't want to drive places but she also didn't want to do a lot of walking. Walking in the city was nice because you never had to walk too far. The subway hadn't been Callie's favorite place since it was dirty and nasty but she took it when she had to. She certainly wasn't going to walk everywhere here. She'd probably get all sweaty and that would be disgusting. But then again if guys saw her walking on the side of the road they would probably stop and offer to give her a ride. The guys in the city always liked her and she just hoped the country boys would too. Hopefully they didn't just assume she was a stuck up city girl. She could be stuck up sometimes but she was also very nice most of the time. At least she was always nice to men. It was a different story with girls. But Callie had her reasons for disliking girls. Most girls she met hated her from the start because they were so jealous of her looks and her way with men. They wished they had the kind of power Callie had over men.

She sensed that he only married his wife because she got knocked up and he thought it was the thing to do. She wondered if they were even in love anymore. She would be watching them once his wife got back. She wanted to see if they were still happy. It was always easy to tell when a man wasn't happy with his wife and wanted to be with someone else.

She was a little bit intrigued with the store. It impressed her that the owners of the store used to be models. Callie did some modeling in the city but she was always too short to get famous. Only the really tall girls got famous. She definitely had the looks. She was thin enough to be a model but 5'1" wasn't going to cut it. She did some photo shoots and they really loved using her in those but she just wasn't cut out for the runway. She had an exotic look to her which all the photographers liked but it wasn't enough to make her do well in the industry.

She narrowed her eyes at the women when they automatically started talking to her uncle about how they would gladly find him something to wear. They probably both had huge crushes on him. Callie could definitely see why. He was a good looking man. If he wasn't her uncle she probably would have tried to kiss him by now but she knew how wrong that would be. Sometimes she had some thoughts about him that weren't exactly appropriate for a niece to have about her uncle but she always forced these thoughts to the back of her mind. Nothing was ever going to happen between them. She had to keep reminding herself that.

She got pissed when that woman had the nerve to pinch his butt. They really must have been good friends for her to feel comfortable doing something like that. She didn't like how they were paying so much attention to them. Callie didn't even know if she liked these kinds of clothes. She just wanted to look on her own. Why couldn't they leave her alone?

"I like the little dresses. They are pretty hot. The red one is nice. Could I try that on?" She knew it probably wasn't what her uncle wanted her to buy but she wanted to have some fun here. He should just be happy that she wasn't being rude to these people and telling them how much she hated their store. She was being very nice right now. "And I guess I need some Daisey dukes to wear when I'm working. Maybe some white tank tops. I've always wanted to buy a pair of cowboy boots. Do you have those? They would be so cute in pink." Callie was very interested in fashion. She never told anyone this but she wished she could be a fashion designer. "I just need some clothes that teenagers wear around here but maybe a little more revealing than what the average teenager wears. I like showing off my legs."
 
"Your niece huh?" Sable asked as she and Mable traded looks and Mable approaced the girl. "She's a cute young thing, real cute, odd that she'd be here while you and your wife were having problems....you know if you were hungry for something you coulda come for am S&M sandwich like back in the old days. " She cooed into her ear while her sister addressed Callie so she couldn't hear their conversation.

"Doesn't work like that dear." Mable said to the young girl while looking her up and down. "That's a custom dress, its supposed to hug your cute lil backside and accentuate your curves that and that one's cute for a woman nine inches taller than you." She said as she looked down to the girl. "Namely me, but if you'll strip down to your undies I can measure you and fit one for you just perfect, it'll have men melting at the mere memory of you in it." She added before she gave a soft laugh. "You're a lovely little thing, what're you doing all the way out here? Me and Sable didn't follow your "Uncle" she said making gestures due to her suspicions. Out here till we were...I dunno, twenty or so, and that was only maybe five, six years ago?" She continued. "I mean a girl like you probably likes excitement and such, so if you get bored..and can escape..what's say you come party with us."

"I can hear you Mable" Jonas said raising his voice slightly with resolute authority.

"Ignore him, he's just mad because his wife's a sl...." catching herself Mable simply walked around Callie as she continued. "You don't look nothing like your cousin girl, only curve she's got on her is a slight tummy." She continued before she shook her head. "But god what are you wearing? Those are last year's styles. You stepped into our store nose in the air and you came in that?" She said with a laugh. "Well give you some new catalogs, on the house." She added before she moved back chuckling slightly. 'All daisy dukes do is lead boys to think you're easy and you find yourself trying to catch a ride home and having boys expecting to finger and fuck you in their truck." She added. "And pink boots would get so dirty you'd get disgusted of looking at em in a week. How about a nice soft brown?"

"Tight jeans, my only compromise." Jonas called out loudly once more before he turned to look to Sable.


"Look, yes, my wife and I aren't sleeping together, and yes I know she's been chasing after every two bit dick in town and going on her little trips to find a "better man" while claiming she still wants me hoping I'll knock her up again. But you don't need to make such assumptions. I also don't want you two undoing the good I'm trying to do for this girl. I know you two like to party, but I also know you two like women and drugs almost as much as you like me and combined I think its a bit more. I'm not going to have you two fucking my niece and my hopes to help her out at the same time." He hissed at the woman in a low voice.
Sable chuckled and gently stroked her hand down his arm while shaking her head before she spoke. "Well first off, my preference is to men, so is Mable's a lil less so, but its still there. And secondly, aren't you the one that introduced us to all that?" She continued. "Or..are you gonna be a sacrificial lamb and offer yourself up to us in your niece's place?" She asked with a rather devious smirk before shaking her head. "I'm kidding, kind of.."

Jonas turned and looked to his niece while sighing ."Yes she is a pretty young thing, but she's my niece Sable, and with the whole paternity of my daughter in question, my wife's transformation into this thing, and my brother's incarceration..she's all I got left."
 
Callie was disappointed to hear that it was a custom dress so it wouldn't fit her but she was fine with waiting for him take her measurements so they could make one for her that would be perfect for her. She didn't know if it would really look that sexy on her but she would just have to find out. If she didn't like it she could probably always return it anyways. "Okay, that's fine. I'll strip down right here so you can take my measurements." She told her, sliding her dress off and throwing it onto the ground. She was wearing a tiny red g string and a matching laced push up bra. She knew it looked sexy on her. She couldn't help but wonder if her uncle was looking over at her right now. He'd probably be pretty shocked once he saw that she was practically naked right now. Callie wasn't shy with her body. She knew she had an amazing body and she liked showing it off. There was nothing wrong with that. She was probably going to give her uncle a heart attack with all the slutty clothes she planned on wearing. She still wasn't sure how strict he was going to be about that. He took her here to buy her new work clothes but she still wasn't sure if he would let her wear all her clothes from the city when she wasn't working. She really hoped he would. It wasn't like she would buy that many clothes here so she needed them.

"Yeah, you should definitely show me where everyone parties here." She didn't know if she wanted to party with Mable and Sable because they were older than her so she wouldn't really feel like hanging out with them but maybe if she went out with them one night that would allow her to meet some people closer to her own age who would be willing to party with her. That sounded great to her but she doubted her uncle would ever let her go out partying. He'd probably be too worried that she was going to find herself some coke and get hooked on it again. But she could party without doing drugs. She'd probably have a few drinks but there was nothing wrong with that. It would be a lot better than using cocaine again.

She glared at her uncle when he spoke up. She should have known he would crush all of her partying dreams. She was shocked by what Mable almost said to her. It sounded like she was about to call Jonas' wife a slut. Callie definitely wanted to hear more about that but she knew now wasn't the time to ask. Maybe she'd come back here shopping on her own and then she could get the scoop from Mable. They both seemed like girls who liked to gossip so she was pretty sure they wouldn't mind giving her some dirty on Jonas' wife.

She was pleased to hear that she looked nothing like her cousin. That was a relief. She imagined her cousin had gotten very ugly. She was never a looker. Callie was offended when Mable had the nerve to accuse her of wearing last year's styles. She got these from the city, they were definitely not old. Obviously this lady was crazy. "What are you talking about? These are not last year's styles." She never had much money in the city but she always used the money she did have to buy expensive designer clothing. She wouldn't have bought something that was a year old. She wasn't stupid.

"I want daisey dukes. They would probably be good to wear while I'm working outside since it's so hot out. And I don't really care if boys think I'm easy." It would probably be good if they thought she was easy because she definitely was. Of course she wasn't going to tell Mable that though. "I'll wear tight jeans but I want some skirts and dresses too. My uncle doesn't know what he's talking about. He worries too much. But I've been taking care of myself for seventeen years so I think I can decide what I'm going to wear." Back in the city she always got to make all her own decisions. It was kind of annoying to have someone bossing her around here. "I guess a light brown boot would be okay. I just really wanted pink." She looked a little upset that Mable didn't like her ideas. "I need sexy work clothes, not like ugly clothes that will completely cover me up. I want to look good at all times, even when I'm working outside." Maybe she could just wear bikinis while she worked. That sounded good to her. Then she could lay out in the sun instead of working.
 
Jonas looked over at the two saw his neice undressing and immediately averted his eyes back to Sable. "Look I don't want you two takin her out, and I want you to promise that to me" He said narrowing his eyes to the woman who smirked broadly and shrugged her shoulders. "What do I get?" She asked with a devious grin. Running her fingers through her hair then twisting it lightly with her finger she waited his reponse to which Jonas sighed. "A private measuring session, the both of you can be there and measure me for anything you want." Sable's eyes lit up as she leaned in her grin like that of a cat ready to toy with a trapped mouse. "Really? I can't see your wife liking that too much." She replied to him before she ran her fingers along her lips. "She doesn't have to know, just like she thinks I don't know she sleeps with a few of my old friends. She's gotten so big some of them call me to complain, asking me to make her start working out again but hey." He gave a shrug before continuing. "I'm not fucking her." He continued before giving a soft laugh." I'm not fucking anyone really." Sable's eyes perked up before she spoke. "So...we're...available." She hesitantly began. "Now dear, you know I promised that wouldn't happen, but tell you what, if some other cute lil thing manages to get into my pants, I'll come right over here and give you and your sister a small bit of fun." He continued shaking his head slightly. "My wife isn't even keen on Callie staying with us, you remember Ana, that was Callie's mom." He continued. Sable looked rather surprised and immediately left his side before walking over to Callie and spinning her about.

She eyed her with scrutiny before laughing. "Oh my god, Mable, this is Ana's lil girl." "Really? " She replied tilting her head. "Wow, now that you mention it, I mean the face is a lil cuter but Ana was way more ..top heavy." She added. "Yeah" they began to speak in unison. "Those tits of hers would have mouths just watering, my god, look at you." They both said. They had been considerably younger than the woman but they remembered her well when they had briefly met her. Sable also whispered into Mable's ear a few things before Mable gave a grin and nodded in understanding. Sable soon walked back to Jonas and began chatting excitedly about old times while Mable stayed with Callie.

"Wow, your mom...she was a wild one." She said with a laugh. "As for your clothes, I'm surprised she didn't tell you, if you're not wearing next year's fashions, you're behind babe." She continued with a slight shake of her head. "Your mom was quite the trend setter, you prolly don't remember me and Sable used to baby sit you, back when we were younger." She said slowly measuring her inseam. "Ah back when we were..I dunno, fourteen or so." She said before offhandedly adding. "I lost my virginity to your uncle on your couch." Before stopping. "In his defense, he had no idea I was so young at the time, man he split me like...oh...yeah..forget I said anything." She said before she turned and looked through a small book. "

"Look , I'm gonna tell you this as a courtesy, just between us girls kay?" She said in a lowered voice while Sable slipped Jonas off into a back room. "Your aunt is a slut, easiest piece of trim there is for miles around." She said to the young woman slowly. "Your uncle and your mom were made for each other, everyone knew it, but before they could get together, your aunt got knocked up with your cousin, and even that's doubtful. Your uncle, good man that he is owned up, never even got a paternity test. Your aunt however got livid when she found out your mom and Jonas had dinner during one of his trips, actually, he told her about it, went out, fucked one of the farm hands trying to get knocked up hoping to pin it on Jonas. The farm hand confessed, since then Jonas hasn't touched the slag and she's been running around fucking every two bit dick in the area, and who knows how many more. She's gotten really big though, last we saw her she was weighing in at more than me and my sis combined." She continued. "I'm trying to keep you from Daisy Dukes cause frankly, some of the farmhands are used to getting some on the regular, and some may not take no for an answer, whether from Jonas's whore wife, or from his niece who's dressing like she's asking for it if you get my meaning. " She continued. "A nice tight pair of jeans are good enough to catch any decent man's eye, that and daisy dukes just leave all sorts of skin exposed to be bruised and scraped up, those are for in the house, not work wear." She added. "That and they're kinda played out babe and "She said patting Callie's backside" You'd be sticking out a bit don't you think? From what my other half tells me your uncle hasn't gotten any going on a year now, you look enough like your mom that if he comes home from the bar drunk enough one night and you're in the right dress. Well...." She said letting it trail off as though her point was obvious.
 
Callie glared at them when they started asking her if she was Ana's girl. She didn't like these women and nothing was going to make her like them. Maybe she was jealous that they were so close with her uncle while she really didn't know much about her uncle. She didn't like how they talked. It was rude of them to tell her that she was wearing last season's clothing when she knew she wasn't. These women were total bitches and she didn't want to wear their clothing. The only reason she was allowing them to measure her right now was because she was desperate for new clothing and her uncle said this was the only place she could go to for clothes. Plus she wanted her uncle and he would be really pissed at her if she insulted some of his friends. She really didn't understand why he was friends with these girls though. They were annoying and obnoxious and she didn't want to have anything to do with them. She couldn't believe that she actually thought about partying with them at some point. That definitely wasn't going to happen now. She didn't like it when people insulted her. It always made her very angry and right now was no exception. She would be even more pissed if she knew they were so interested in her uncle. They just needed to leave them alone.

She didn't like it when they started talking about her in comparison with her mother. She had known her mother so she knew what she was like. She didn't need these girls trying to tell her what kind of person her mother was. And Callie was happy with the way she looked right now. She didn't need to have larger breasts than she had now. Guys always liked her how she was. They definitely never minded fucking her when she was like this. She just hoped her uncle thought she was hot too. She would be so disappointed if she found out he wasn't at all attracted to her. She knew it would be wrong for them to do anything since they were uncle and niece but that wasn't going to stop her from fantasizing about it and wishing it could happen. But she could never see her uncle doing something like that. She could already tell he was a good guy. Sadly that wasn't going to work out in her favor.

"Look, I don't know why you think I need to hear about how you lost your virginity to my uncle when you were fourteen. Is this supposed to be a competition to see which of us lost our virginity first? Well I'll just tell you that I win. My father fucked me when I was thirteen. Are you happy? And I knew my mother until about a year ago when he killed her so I don't need you telling me she was wild. I know how she was." She sighed heavily and grabbed the clothes she had on before, slipping them on. "I don't care if you think these are last year's fashions, I'm wearing them. They look good on me. I like Daisey Dukes. I don't need your advice. Maybe next time a customer comes in here you can just give them what they want instead of giving them all this advice about what you think is fashionable because they probably don't care." She sighed heavily and practically ran back over to her uncle once she was done chewing them out. She knew her uncle might get pissed at her for talking to them like this but it was completely worth it. She never wanted to come to this place again and now she was pretty sure they would probably never let her in the place again. They'd probably put up signs telling her to keep out. Callie really didn't care, that would be fine to her.

She was a little bit happy to hear that the girl seemed to think she might have a chance with her uncle if he came home drunk right now and saw her looking hot in a dress. She probably thought she was going to design that dress but now Callie knew that definitely wasn't going to happen since she stormed away before she had a chance to measure her. She did need some new clothes and she would have worn the clothing from this place if she had to but now she knew that wouldn't be possible. "I want to go, Uncle Jonas. I don't want to stay here anymore. You don't have to worry about me partying with them. It's definitely not going to happen." She flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder before grabbing her uncle's hand and dragging him with her towards the exit. She was so glad to finally be getting out of this shit hole. She just wished she could go back to the city and find some decent clothes there.
 
"Ok, so your dad's still a creep then, got Sable when she was twelve." Mable replied with a bit of venom to her voice. "Jonas pounded him into the dirt for it but he'd already knocked up your mum soo Jonas didn't kill him...unfortunately." She added before leaning back and laughing at Callie's remarks. "Oh cute you're mad." She continued as she heard Callie speak and give her rant. "You gonna cry on me little girl?"Mable smirked as she saw the anger growing before she shook her head clucking in slight disappointment. "Someone doesn't know how to take a bit of criticism." She said slowly before she leaned back. "Well measurements are all done anyway so if you decide on something, I'll start making the dress for you tonight." She said with a slight snicker before she slipped back.

Jonas emerged and had Callie grabbing his hand and dragging him off but slipped his hand from hers. "Darlin, I'll leave in a bit, I'm not done yet." He said slowly before looking to Mable who smirked. "Well..she won't be partying with us....I believe you had asked for that." She said looking rather delighted. Shaking his head Jonas looked to Callie "I have to...go get measured." He said before he made his way into the back room and Sable slipped from the back room to take Mable's place grinning widely. "Well dear, forgive my sister, she's a bit rude." She said with a slight shake of her head. "And if you can't forgive, at least take the dress, it'll look so good on you and I'm rather sure even your Uncle Jonas would have to look twice." She said to her before she tilted her head. "He always did talk about you, I think Mable's just a bit jealous and wanted to get under your skin a bit." She continued while running her fingers through a book before holding up a particular page. It showed Sable and Mable the same then as now and a blond woman, the blond woman sat in a young man's lap that was unmistakably a younger Jonas, she wore the same red dress as the one on the mannequin to Sable's right. "I know it'll bring his mind to happier times." She said slowly. "I know you may dislike us, but even if you do, take the dress, for Jonas." She said almost mournfully before Jonas' voice could be heard "No! No biting just measuring!" A few minutes later he slipped out of the back room stuffing his shirt into his waist. "Damnit Mable." He said as he stood looking back into the room.

"Look you don't know us, we don't know you, fine, but there is something I can already see you wanting, and that's Jonas. Now, you can hate us all you want but I'll give you a freebie. Tomorrow night's his poker night, he's going to come home about one two rip roaring drunk. You wear that red dress, you stroke the back of his neck, and I guarantee you you'll have him. Don't even try to deny it, you look at him the way a jeweler looks at the hope diamond, and he may not notice it but we sure as hell do." She said slowly before she turned and walked off. Jonas walked over to Callie and took her hand before walking her out. "I dunno what got into them they're usually nicer." He said as he made his way out of the store. Sable and Mable looked to one another waiting for them to leave. "Hopefully he'll be balls deep in the little bitch by tomorrow night, and if so we can eventually get word back to his whore wife and manage to work ourselves into his bed schedule." Mable said slowly while stretching. "I do miss him." Replied her sister. "But he'll crack that poor girl like firewood if he's not gentle, I rather like her, reminds me of Ana, in any case, don't you have a boyfriend?" She asked playfully. "Don't you?" Came the reply before the two simply giggled as they sat.

In the truck Jonas looked over to Callie and smiled broadly. "If it helps darlin, I think you're gorgeous." He said simply before he started it and looked about. "We'll try the clothes thing another day or just order em online, what else do you wanna do?" He asked her as he leaned over the seat and gently tussled her hair.
 
Of course these stupid bitches had to make everything about them. Callie blurted out something that she told no one and no one knew about but they acted like it was nothing. All they wanted to talk about was themselves. Callie didn't understand how her uncle had ever been friends with them. They weren't even that good looking. In her opinion they were too fat. They seemed to think they knew fashion but most of the clothes in the shop were so ugly. "I don't really care about what my dad did to either of you. I thought I already made it clear that I'm not interested in your life story." She was definitely pissed right now. She was not going to cry on her. This girl was a bitch. Callie was never planning on coming back here again in her life. "No, I don't want your ugly dress. I have lot of nice clothing with me and if I need more I'll find somewhere else to get them." No one could ever pay her to shop at this store. That was how much she hated the two sisters. She just needed to find a way to show her uncle how horrible they were since he seemed to like them so much.

"What? Uncle Jonas, I want to go now!" She screamed at him and glared at him as he walked away. Now she was stuck alone with the other sister. It was nice to hear that probably the only reason Mable was rude to her was because she was jealous. Well she should be jealous. Callie was still young, hot and gorgeous while Mable was old, fat and ugly. Callie could see why she would want to get under her skin. It must have been difficult having to look at someone so gorgeous when you were so ugly. "I'm not taking the dress. I have dresses that are amazing. I don't need your dress and I can take care of my uncle. I don't need your advice." She didn't like either of the sisters. Just because Sable was being a little nicer than Mable didn't mean she was going to trust her. No way, she could see that these two ugly bitches were up to no good. They both obviously wished they could be with her uncle. Well it wasn't going to happen. He was hers now.

She couldn't believe it when he screamed out something about biting. So Mable was really trying to seduce him. She almost did feel like crying because it made her so upset. She wanted her uncle so badly but she knew he would never do anything with her since she was just his little niece. He probably wasn't attracted to her at alll. For all she knew he really wanted Mable and Sable. She couldn't see why he would want anything to do with them. They were mean and ugly. That was never a good combination.

She was a little shocked that it was so easy for Sable to see that she wanted her uncle. She thought she was doing a good job at keeping that hidden but apparently not. She was glad for the tip but she didn't want her uncle to just have sex with her because he was drunk. Maybe Mable and Sable were the kind of women who would get a guy drunk to sleep with him but Callie wasn't like that. Her uncle needed to fuck her because he wanted to, not because he was too drunk to know any better. If he fucked her when he was drunk he would probably really regret it in the morning. That could even cause him to send her back to the city. Callie really didn't want that. She already disliked living in the country but it did have one good thing inside of it and that was her uncle.

She was so happy when her uncle finally came out and took her hand as they left the shop together. She was glad that he seemed to be on her side. "Yeah, she was so rude. I don't like it when people bring up my mother. Don't they know it's still painful for me? I hate talking about her. They were so inconsiderate.." She was telling the truth but she also hoped her uncle would be even more angry with Mable and Sable for upsetting her. "Thanks Uncle Jonas." She said, smiling widely at him because of his sweet compliment. "But do you think those women are more gorgeous than me? Do you like them more than me?" She asked him nervously. She was so scared he would take their side and completely forget about her. "They said you took Mable's virginity. I didn't want to hear that. I got a little jealous.."
 
Jonas started the truck and simply began to drive while shaking his head as he looked to her. "Hun, I've known them from since you were a bump on your ma's tummy." He began slowly. "No, I don't like them more, I just like them in a different way, they are friends, reliable, true, yes they can be a bit crafty but they've never been rude or cruel to me. I did expect them to treat my girl better though." He said as he put his arm around Callie. "I love you Callie, don't you ever forget that. As for being jealous of Mable, well that seems odd, not like I was in a comparable position where me taking your virginity would be ok thus its not really something to get jealous about. I'm not going to abuse you like my brother did, I want you to find a healthy relationship with someone of your choosing." He said as he drove glancing about on occasion. "Now you need to understand that while these women may have known me in my wild years and had all sorts of time with me, I'm here for you, day and night, any time, any place, any how you need me I'll come running. I'll have some words with them another day but for now today is all about me and my special girl Callie." He said to her slowly.

Leaning back though he remembered that night with Mable and getting jumped by Sable during and as he did his length hardened. It crept down his thigh like a thick snake, rather large even on his big frame. He remembered the smell and the tastes, but half way through the memory Mable transformed into Callie and he shook his head trying to dispell the thought before he leaned back. Pulling the car over he sighed. "I think I need to get some gas." He said before he turned into a gas station, the jeans were far too tight to hide anything and he'd be damned if he have his niece asking him about why his pecker was trying to escape from his jeans. He quickly hopped out and paid at the pump though he had 3/4's of a tank shifting about till he got his member relatively between his legs as he pumped. He tried to think of a number of other things but they turned back to Callie in her red undies standing in the store. He had grown to like his women a bit thicker as he could be a bit more rough but he also remembered another time when he'd toss them like rag dolls. Sighing he eventually climbed back into the truck and started off again. "So anyway...what did you wanna do exactly?" He asked her as he kept his eyes on the road and his legs pressed together trying to suppress his burning erection.
 
Callie sighed heavily when he told her how long he had known Mable and Sable. This was just great. Now she knew they had even more of an advantage over her since he had known them longer. And she saw that look in their eyes. They wanted Jonas and they would do anything to get him. But they obviously didn't know just what kind of girl Callie was. They thought they needed to give her advice to get him into bed but she could do it on her own. She didn't need to make him drunk or anything pathetic like that. When she and her uncle finally fucked they would be doing it because he wanted her, not because he was too drunk to say no. She would make sure of it. That way it would be so much fun and they could do it over and over again. She was getting excited just thinking about it. While Jonas had a hard on right now from thinking about fucking her and seeing her in her panties Callie was getting wet as she thought about how amazing it would be to finally be with her uncle. She wanted him so badly. She got a little mad when he said he wanted her to find a healthy relationship with someone her own age. That wasn't what she wanted. She wanted him. Why couldn't he see that? If she found someone else he'd probably leave his wife and go with Mable or Sable. That would be so horrible.

"Thank you, Uncle Jonas. I need you here with me. I really missed you a lot and I want to spend as much time with you as possible. I don't want to go back to that shop. Maybe you could take me to another one.." She couldn't stop thinking about that red dress she wanted and how they said it would really turn Jonas on. She wouldn't mind getting her hands on that dress but that was really all she wanted from the store. She could find some daisey dukes at another store. She knew the guys on the farm weren't going to rape her or anything like that even if Mable and Sable seemed to think they would. Jonas would be protecting her and making sure nothing bad happened to her. She was sure of it. "Okay.." She didn't understand why he suddenly needed to get gas. Sadly she never saw his hard on so she didn't know he was thinking about fucking her. That would have given her an advantage in her quest to seduce him. She smiled widely at him when he came back from pumping gas and she scooted closer to him. "Well, it's such a hot day so I was thinking maybe we could go swimming. Do you have a lake or something by your house?" She would have suggested a pool but that was too public. She wanted it to be just the two of them. "I brought some bikinis with me but we could always go skinny dipping. That sounds like fun, doesn't it Uncle Jonas?" She asked him with a smirk on her face.
 
Jonas continued to drive all the while trying to get images of Callie out of his head. He had at one point in time had quite the thing for Callie's mother and she for him but when she'd gotten pregnant he'd tried to quell it. Though he did remember the red dress, about two months in she had caught his brother cheating, his excuse was he couldn't think of her sexually while she was pregnant. She had shown up at Jonas' apartment in a tight red dress and pressed him inside, the passionate night stuck in his mind, it always stuck. He licked his lips slowly as his hardon crept back into his lap before he gave a slight laugh and shook his head. "Callie I will always put your needs before mine if I can, we're going to get you into a good college, and set you straight in life." He said before he looked over to her. "I want you to find a man who makes you happy, no matter what his age, but I want it to be because you love him." He said slowly as he drove along. "I missed you too he said as he pulled her close and kissed the crown of her head. He could now smell something though. He couldn't quite place his finger on it, it was what was triggering his memories of that night. That scent. He inhaled deeply not realizing it was his niece's arousal as he leaned about sniffing slightly. "You wearin some kinda new perfume or something gal? Its makin my head spin." He said to her slowly.

"Well Sable and Mable run the only store in town for women's clothes that look like women's clothes." He said to her slowly before stroking her hair once again. "Didn't expect em to be so mean though, it was kinda odd for them they're usually really sweet." He said before he shook his head. "Maybe me bringing a lovely young lady like you in made em wonder about what I'm doing all the way out on my farm?" He asked with a slight laugh. "In any case I guess we could go swimming to make up for them being so mean." He said to her playfully. Really he hoped the chill of the water would calm him down more so than he wanted to swim. "Yeah we've got a water hole on the property, nice and clear, free of fish and the like now because we bleed it into the lake every year." He said slowly before he looked off to one side. "You sure you don't wanna get food in town first though? I mean we could come back later?" He asked her before he looked over to her. "Skinny dipping eh? You sure do adaprt to country life fast but I could go to the house and pick up some trunks though first." He said before he leaned down toward her. " I think we should eat though, since you got here you had this hungry look in your eye." He said to her slowly as he went to peck her cheek playfully.
 
Callie did not like the sound of her uncle helping her get into a good college. She gave up on school a long time ago and she wasn't interested in going back. She did want to make him happy but not at the expense of her own happiness. She decided to just let him think she was planning on going to college when really she wasn't. There was no sense in starting an argument right now. She got the feeling that her uncle was in a playful mood and she didn't want to mess things up by crushing his dream of her going to college. She would bring it up again once they were closer. Then maybe he wouldn't get so mad since he would want her here with him. She wasn't sure if that would be the case but a girl could hope. She wished she could tell him that she didn't need another man when she had him but that would probably freak him out. She didn't want to do that. She would tell him how she felt when the time was right.

She smiled as he kissed her on top of the head. It was a sweet thing for him to do but it was too innocent. She should have known he would never want her the way she wanted him to. She was shocked when he asked her if she was wearing a new perfume. Was he smelling her arousal and getting turned on by it? She really hoped so. It sounded like he was a little bit turned on since he said his head was spinning. "No, I'm not wearing anything new. I'm glad you like it though." She said while smirking at him. She was really glad that he agreed to take her swimming. Mable and Sable had been so annoying and mean but at least now she was getting to go swimming because of them. And she was going to make sure they never got a piece of her uncle. He deserved someone better than them, maybe someone like Callie.

She smirked once her uncle said he could go get some swimming trunks from the house. Of course Callie wasn't going to let him do that since she wanted to see him naked. "No, Uncle Jonas, I want to go skinny dipping! It wouldn't be fun if I was the only naked one so you have to get naked too." She pouted at him, staring up at him with her big, gorgeous navy blue eyes. She knew he wouldn't be able to say no to her when he looked at her like this. "I guess we could get some food first if you insist but if we get food that means you have to go naked. Do we have a deal?" She asked him with a smirk on her face before scooting even closer to him. Now there was completely no space between them.
 
"Oh I'm surprised I didn't notice it before darlin, its nice" He said slowly before he ran his fingertips through her hair and laughed softly. "I'm sure the boys at the farm will have a hard time concentrating anytime they stand down wind." He added playfully before he looked to her and shook his head. She reminded him far too much of her mother and now what with uprooting her and having his friends be rude to her on her first day he didn't think it would be best to refuse her. He still had to deal with the matter of his erection before they got there however and he couldn't really see how it could be resolved without drawing attention to it. He licked his lips as he thought on a few things before he leaned back before he shook his head. "I dunno dear, it looks kinda odd, I mean when you were little fine but you're all kinds of grown now might look funny to a stranger passin by." He said to her slowly though he knew full well that his men had the day off and the watering hole was so deep into his land there was no chance of even the most curious neighbor passing by. "I'll tell you what...we eat and if you think you're up for the swimming we'll go but you can't peek while I'm gettin into the water." He said against his own better judgment.

He saw those blue eyes and like years ago couldn't say no, he could feel his head throbbing as she got closer. He reached over meaning to press her back slightly but just ended up with a hand on her stomach. "Now girl I'm lettin you get away with a lot but seat belt safety isn't something we play with." He said to her. "There's a belt in the center of the bench too you'll just have to fish it out." He said slowly quickly taking his hand from her warm stomach. "In any case I guess I can introduce you to Greta, runs a diner on the way to the house." He said as he gestured down the road to a building far apart from the others down the road. "After that, about twenty minutes of driving and were at my front gate, then its ten to fifteen to get to the watering hole." He said to her slowly before he pulled into the diner's parking lot. There were only two other cars in the lot and looking over to Callie he grinned. "Well you ready for our first date?" He teased her before opening his door and slipping out once again quickly shifting his member between his thighs and trying to press them together so as not to draw attention to it.
 
Callie smiled widely at him when he said her perfume was nice. Of course it wasn't really her perfume but she just assumed he didn't realize that. He probably wouldn't be commenting on it if he really thought that she was turned on right now and that was what he was smelling right now. "Maybe.." She said, giggling softly. "I don't really care about the boys on the farm though. I just want to spend time with my wonderful uncle." She told him with a wide smile on her face. "I haven't seen you for years so I'm definitely not going to waste my time with a bunch of boys who just want to fuck me and could care less about me. I know you care about me and I care about you. We're going to look out for each other." She couldn't stop smiling whenever she was around her uncle. He just made her so happy. It was a wonderful feeling. "It won't look odd. Come on, I really want to.." She looked so sad right now. There was no way he could say no to her when she was looking this pathetic.

She was shocked when he put his hand on her stomach. It felt really good. Chills automatically went up and down her spine. She never thought she would come to stay with her uncle and get so attracted to him. She honestly thought she would hate it here and that her uncle would be a pain. It wasn't like she planned on trying to seduce him. The second she saw him she knew she wanted him. Maybe if she had spent more time with him as a child she would see him as more of an uncle so she would think this was wrong but she didn't think it was wrong at all. His wife was a slut. He needed someone else to make him happy. She didn't want him having to put up with that horrible wife any longer. Once he had Callie he could finally kick her out.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jonas. I'll put on the seat belt.." She said, giggling softly as she reached down and put the seat belt on. But luckily since it was in the center she was still able to stay close to her uncle. "I am ready, Uncle Jonas." She couldn't believe he was calling this their first date. Did that mean that he was as attracted to her as she was to him? She really hoped so. She got out of the truck with him and noticed him shifting his pants. What did that mean? She had a feeling he was hard right now. This was very good news. She grabbed her uncle's hand, wanting to hold it as they walked in together. She wasn't even worried about eating, her uncle took all her worries away.
 
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