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Uncle Danny (Chartown and Jamie_the_Brown)

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Chartown

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Mar 30, 2012
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DC/MD/VA
Danny waited outside of the school. It was a beautiful day outside. He looked up at it and smiled. It seemed like it was always a nice day outside when bad things happened. He could hear the bell ringing in the distance. Soon Annie would be coming outside, passing his car on the way to the bus. Sure enough, after about seven or eight minutes he saw her. He honked the horn to get her attention. "Annie!" He yelled out.
 
Annie grabbed her bookbag and slung it over her shoulder, chatting with a couple of her friends by her locker after her bell rang. She left the school in a pack of friends, most of them from the school's swim team. When the horn sounded, she started, before looking over to see her Uncle Danny. Her favorite uncle. She smiled to her friends. "I'll see you guys later!" she said, waving at them as they headed off to the bus before she went off to her uncle's car. She was a cute girl, fourteen, with red hair, and snowy-white skin pocked with freckles. "Hey there, Uncle Dan! What's up, why're you here?" she asked, smiling.
 
As she got closer, he got a look at her. She had beautiful skin. She was wearing a skirt. "Skirts just keep getting shorter and shorter." he said to himself smiling. "I wonder what she has hiding up there." When she got closer he rolled down the window on her side. "Annie," he said with a worried look on his face, "something happened with your parents. There was an incident. I'm supposed to take you back to my place for the weekend. Hop in." He unlocked the door.
 
Annie's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. "Wh-what?" she asked. She ran around to the other side of the car, hopping in without a moment's hesitation. Out came her phone, an iPhone in a case covered with stars. She shifted in the seat, adding on the belt as an afterthought. But... the phone was about out of charge. She pouted.

"What happened to them?" she asked, her voice trembling, blue eyes watering.
 
"I don't have many details. I just know they're in the hospital and I'm supposed to keep you and lay low for the weekend. No cell phone contact, okay?" He knew shocking her like this would convince her not to use her phone. After she had put on her seat belt he pulled away, driving straight towards his house. The ride lasted about 45 minutes. He lived far away from other people, an ideal location for what he had planned. He put the car in park and turned it off. "Let's go in, shall we?" He got out and opened the door for her.
 
"O...okay," she managed after a moment. It wasn't even the shock that kept her from doing it. She really wanted to just call them, find out what was going on.. She really hoped they were okay... tears ran silently down her face as she sat in the car, occasionally dragging up the hem of her shirt so that she could wipe her eyes with it, revealing the taut white stomach beneath. "A-alright," she said at last, when they'd arrived. She slung her bookbag over her shoulder, stepping out of the car.

She followed him into his house, dropping her bookbag in the living room. "I... only have some of my gym stuff, shorts and my swimsuit.. did.. did you stop by the house to pick up any of my stuff?" she asked. Despite all of this, she didn't want to stay in her school clothes all weekend. "And when can I see my parents?"
 
"No, we're not allowed to go to your house right now. I can't use my credit card either. I might have a thing or two from when my daughter was growing up."He left the room and came back about five minutes later. "All I have are these two skirts and shirts. They're probably a little too small for you, but if you want, you're welcome to wear them." He handed her the clothing. "If you want, you can take a hot shower upstairs to calm your self." he suggested. "I don't mind how long you take, I've got hot water that will last for a month. Go on, get upstairs" he ushered, shooing her towards the stairs. "I'm sorry the lock doesn't work on the door, I've been meaning to get it fixed."
 
Annie was only getting more and more freaked out as the day went on. "What's going on? Is there something dangerous going on?" she asked, sounding more and more hysterical. This was just getting so -freaky-. Why wasn't he telling her anything? She was halfway to hyperventilating by the time Danny had come back downstairs with some of his daughter's old clothing. "Oh.. okay," she said, demurely folding them over her arm. She took her book bag with her, and gave Danny a watery smile. "I'll.. I'll go do that," she said quietly.

She jogged upstairs, and went straight to thew bathroom. She'd been here a few times, when she was younger, and once she was inside she closed the door and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a wreck, with what very little makeup she wore all smeared. She wiped it off with a cold towel, before stripping down to nothing, leaving all of her worn and sweaty clothing by the sink, before climbing into the shower. She jacked up the heat, hissing at the feel of the hot water at first, before lasping into it.

She lathered up a wash cloth, and began to rub it over herself. Her taut stomach, her rosy-nippled breasts, all the way down the thin patch of red hair that topped her pussy. Even as she was in the water, she sighed, pushing her forehead against wall beneath the showerhead. Her hand delved between her legs, as she felt the stress of the day wash over her. Maybe... maybe she could relieve just a bit of that stress.
 
Danny was proud of himself. He had gotten her away and into his possession. The only thing that he needed to make sure was that her parents wouldn't be interfering. He put her phone on his charger, hearing the shower start. After the phone had enough power to start, he turned it on and sent her parents a text. "Hey mom and dad, I'm spending the weekend with a friend. My phone's about to die. Just wanted to let you know so you didn't freak." He turned the phone back off and hid it, his attention focusing to the shower.

Walking upstairs quietly, he waited right next to the door for a moment. Giving it a sharp, loud rap, he opened the door and went inside. As soon as he opened the door he heard a moan. "Was that a moan?" he said to himself, "It couldn't be. Who masturbates at an uncle's house. "Sorry for walking in honey. Just wanted to grab your clothes and toss them into the wash." He grabbed all of her clothes, as well as the towels, leaving only the hand towel she had wiped her face with. Grabbing her backpack too, he exited the room, not listening to anything she might say. After going downstairs with his loot, he examined it. A cute top, a short plaid skirt, socks, a bra, and panties. She also had her swimsuit in her bag. Taking a knife from the kitchen, he bent the latch on the back of her bra until it broke. Then he sawed at the underwear until it had been unwearable with a cut down the side. Tossing it all in the wash, he said to himself, "That should do for now."
 
Annie's heart skipped a beat when she heard the rap on the door, and her hand quickly left between her legs. She dragged the shower curtain more fully across the shower. "Er, alright. Thanks Uncle!" she called to him, not managing to catch what all he had just taken from her, but she'd deal with that later. She finished washing up, too embarrassed to finish doing what she'd been doing a few minutes ago. Might as well get out now... she turned off the shower.

When she stepped out, she discovered that... well, there was nothing there for her but the wash cloth she'd used. W...what? "UNCLE!" she called out, her arm going over her chest, while her other hand went between her legs. "WHERE'S MY CLOTHES!" Feeling embarrassed just standing there, she took down the shower curtain, wrapping the opaque plastic around her in a decent facsimile of a coveing, more blurring her than truly obscuring her. She left the bathroom, going earching for something to wear.
 
He smirked as he pretended not to be able to hear her little niece. Walking through his house, he turned the corner sharply, running into her and knocking her down. There she was, in all her glory. The fall and loosened up the shower curtain covering and exposed her to him, spread quasi-eagle. His eyes scanned her naked body, taking in every curve, freckle, and dimple of her body. He hesitated for a moment before he bent down to help her up. "Are you okay, sweet heart?"
 
Annie hit the ground hard, crying out, the shower curtain falling loose. Owie... she gasped when she realized she was naked, every inch of her snowy white and freckled skin revealed. Her rosy nipples, her tight pussy... everything was bared for but a moment. And then she grabbed tight to the shower curtain, wrapping it around her before dragging herself to her feet. "Where's my clothes, Uncle?" she asked, wrapping herself up tight. "And the towels and -everything-?"
 
"You're clothes are in the washer honey, remember? I told you while you were taking a shower, weren't you paying attention? The towels were dirty too. I left a change of clothes in the spare bedroom. I'll let you change while I put your clothes in the dryer. Sorry, I didn't have any underwear thought." Danny points to a bedroom and walks downstairs, moving the clothes from the washer to the dryer, all the while thinking of her nubile body putting those clothes on. He had to restrain himself from barging in the room and taking advantage of her right there.
 
"Well, I had the clothes from your daughter," she said lamely. How could everything have been dirty? Her cheeks burnt with something between anger and embarrassment, but she finally nodded. "I'll go change," she said at last. She hiked the shower curtain up more beneath her arms, keeping her obscured under several layers of opaque plastic before wandering into the spare bedroom. There they were, the too-small shirt and skirt. She pouted somewhat, before pulling the both of them on. They fit alright around the waist and body, since she was thin anyway... but they were a little too short for her, baring her midriff and if she decided to sit down.. she would just about flash anyone who was sitting across from her. Still embarrassed, she left the room then.
 
He stood at the stairs, watching her walk down. As she walked he could see right up that pretty little skirt. "Are you ready for dinner?" he asked. "I made us some barbecue chicken and rice with peas." He could see her rosy nipples peaking through her thin white shirt. He gulped, finding it hard to concentrate. He was trying to make it seem like his intentions were pure, but when they were so dirty, sometimes it showed.
 
"Yeah," she said simply. It was a long, tiring day. And she just wanted something to eat, then to barricade herself in the room and just sleep. And maybe get her phone to try and call a friend or something. Find out what was going on with her parents. "Sounds good to me," she finished lamely, trailing towards his dining room. Huuungry....
 
He made he a plate of food, setting it on the table across from him. The table was glass and he would enjoy a full view of her virgin pussy during the whole meal. "Here you go Annie, enjoy." Back at the counter, he made a very strong mixed drink, covering the taste with mixers. He even crushed in a muscle relaxer. He went back tot he table and set it down at he spot. He waited for her to sit and then took his seat across her. The meal was good but the whole time all he could think about was getting his hands on the pale, red headed girl in front of him. "After dinner." he thought to himself, "That's when I strike."
 
Annie ate quietly, sipping the odd drink she'd been given. It tasted just fine to her, if a little... well, strange. She normally just drank water or milk, so it was a bit of a departure for her. All the same, she kept her mouth shut for now and simply ate up. Toward the end of it, her legs started to uncross, having kept them zealously closed because of the skirt situation. She was feeling.. not drowsy, but relaxed. Which was odd; she'd been high-strung since that afternoon, and now she just wanted to see her parents more than ever. "Um.. Uncle? Could you tell me what's going on with my mom and dad now?" she asked, pushing the empty plate across the table.
 
He got up and mixed her another one. "Darling, its best if you don't know. Maybe later tonight if you're good and finish your drink." He set it down in front of her and stroked her hair. He sat back down, waiting for her to finish her drink, enjoying the view.
 
Annie was getting a bit fed up with all of this. She wanted to know what was going on with her parents. She pushed the drink away. "If you can tell me later, you can tell me now! Why can't you use your credit card, why am I here, why can't I talk to them?" she asked, some of the earlier hysterics rising again. "What's going -on-?" she demanded, taking a sip of the drink anyway because she needed -something- to relax her. Water brimmed in her eyes; she wanted to know what was going on with her mom and dad!
 
"Don't say I didn't warn you. It turns out that your father was into some deep things. Someone came for your whole family. All I know is that they are the hospital in critical condition. Luckily I got to you first. You aren't allowed to use your phone, I'm not allowed to use mine either or my credit cards or they could find us." he said in a serious tone. He moved to the seat next to her and put his hand on her knee comfortingly. He waited for her reaction. "Are you okay?"
 
Annie certainly looked... surprised. Wh...what? That just sounded so -surreal-. That her dad could have been involved in anything like that. It was her -dad-. "I.. could we use a payphone somewhere? I just wanna talk to them... talk to someone," she muttered. She picked up her drink, not even really paying attention to where his hand was as she took a long sip off of her drink. She didn't know what to think just then. She just needed something to do to keep her mind off of it.
 
"I'm sorry, we aren't allowed to have any contact with anyone." The muscle relaxers he had crushed into her mixed drinks should be starting to blur her mind now. His hand moved up her skirt a little more. "Drink up and I'll take you to bed."
 
Annie was quiet a moment longer, before she nodded. She took another sip or two, before deciding that she'd had just about enough. "I just... wanna go to bed," she muttered, pushing the half-empty second glass away from herself. She stood, feeling a little woozy now, but feeling that that was probably just a side effect of all the stress she'd been put under that night. "Night Uncle Danny," she said softly. She turned, then, heading to go find the guest bedroom.
 
Seeing her get up, walking woozily he stood up, following her. He scooped her up. "Woah now, are you okay? You seem to be walking funny. I'll bring you upstairs." He brought her upstairs and laid her in his bed. Changing into sweats, he got in bed, laying next to her. "Would you like a back rub before you go to sleep? It'll help you take your mind off of things."
 
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