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 Subject: UM 09 Ohio Racing On The Figure Eight pt5
Codes: MF, Mf
Summary: The inevitable was happening.  Anna Maria and her family were
moving back to Ohio, Cincinnati specifically.  The entire family gathered
for a Welcome Home party.  As luck would have it, Melissa stayed back in
Columbus and Micky went solo to Cincinnati.  Early on the day of the party
Micky ran into his "niece" Paula (who we met in an earlier story!) and they
had their own little "homecumming." Later that night at the party, Micky
was finally reunited with Anna.  The next day was a day of reckoning for
for our boy Micky!

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   Racing on the Figure Eight Part 5

   - Re-Introduction

   Since the pool party at my brother's house, many things began happening
in my life.  I somehow maintained a rollercoaster of an amazing
relationship with the alluring twenty-four year-old Melissa, which appeared
to be on the verge of becoming serious.  Kaeli Anderson had played an
important role in my life,\; although now, she no longer really factored
in. Anna Maria and I managed to stay in touch while waiting for her return
to Ohio from California.

   My brother, Jimmy, informed me that our financial investments were doing
better than he had ever imagined.  As a matter-of-fact, we needed to find
new ways to hide and dispose of the profits in order to avoid attracting
suspicion.  He put our net worth in the eight figures, and rising.

   I was on track to complete my Master's Degree by the end of the spring
semester.  I decided that after finishing my Master's, I would start
working on a Doctorate in the fall.  The University offered me the
opportunity for the spring semester to coordinate some student teachers,
instead of teaching a class.  I readily accepted the assignment and worked
it so that I had responsibility for student teachers in Southwest Ohio,
including Cincinnati and Dayton.  As fate had it, I was given the same
responsibilities the following year.

   - Prologue

   Even though the decision to move back to Ohio had been made in the early
spring, Marianna had been unable to engineer the move until the end of
August.  The delay, more or less, worked out for them; allowing the kids to
finish the school year in California and have the summer to prepare for the
move.  Anna kept me posted on all the happenings concerning the move and
house hunt.  As a matter of fact, Anna Maria kept me posted on everything.

   For her fifteenth birthday, in April, Anna Maria received a new
"smartphone" from her mother.  Like any girl her age, she made prolific use
of the phone's features.  She not only texted me, she used Snapchat,
Facechat, Vine, and Instagram.  I purchased a new phone with an exclusive
line, solely for keeping up with her communications.  I did receive some
very interesting photos and videos.  She would always write, "I know you
like to look" in the subject line.

   Then she sent the surprise text:

   -"What do you know about Rene Descartes?"

   - My reply was fairly simple: "The mathematician, the philosopher, or
both in one?"

   - Anna: "Of course, both in one!"

   - Me: "What do you need this for?  Or are you just curious?"

   -Anna: "I have a really cool math teacher, she asked us to find out
about this guy, is he still alive?"

   - Me: "Google, Google, Google!"

   - Anna: "I would rather you tell me :)"

   - Me: "Look up some basics first and then we will talk until you're
happy, OK?"

   - Anna: "OK :("

   -Me: "Tell me this: How do you know you actually exist and that you
aren't a dream of another creature in another universe?  Or that you're
asleep and all of this is a dream?  Can you prove you exist?"

   - Anna, "I'll prove to YOU I exist :)"

   - Me: "You think so?"

   That was the start.  She began to absorb everything and ask questions
that had no bounds.  She surpassed my ability to respond intellectually.  I
started forwarding her questions to Dr.  Anderson who reveled in the
intellectual conversation with my "Niece".

   Anderson told me she had a very sharp intellect and needed to be
nurtured in her education.  He suggested books and articles, which I
emailed, or just plain sent by mail, to her.  By the end of the school
year, she announced that her career field would be physics.  Apparently,
she had also started watching a popular sitcom and loved the idea of
physics.  Keep in mind, she didn't change, she just blossomed to a whole
new level!  She was still a classic fifteen-year-old California blonde
beauty; but, now she also had new intellectual vistas open in front of her.

   I was very glad that I didn't buy her a "thing" for her birthday. 
Considering everything, I set up a joint bank account for us and made a
forty-thousand dollar deposit.  She was quite happy when I told her about
this gift, even though I never told her the deposited amount.  I did make a
deal with her though.  I would deposit a thousand dollars in the account
for every point of GPA she earned each semester in school.  At the end of
the school year, forty-six hundred more dollars were deposited.  She earned
straight A's in all honor classes plus one advanced class.

   Eventually, they located and rented, with Dave's help, a nice house in
the northern Cincinnati neighborhood of Chiffon.  After speaking to Dave,
he had convinced Anna Maria's mother, Marianna, to have the kids attend a
very prominent academics-oriented Catholic school in that neighborhood. 
The house was also close to Marianna's place of work, so that helped. 
Everything considered, what with me being altruistic and everything, the
thought of Anna Maria in a Catholic schoolgirl uniform was pretty damn
exciting!

   Shortly after they arrived in Ohio, the entire family organized a large
Labor Day gathering to welcome them home.  I didn't really want to attend.
A gathering of assholes isn't my first choice for a holiday weekend!  After
hearing that Dave would be there, and then being barraged by texts from
Anna Maria, I decided to make the ride.  Jimmy was planning on going to the
Bengal's game on Sunday and had arranged for me to join him in the suite
owned by one of the banks he does business with.

   We were staying in a rather nice downtown hotel and, Diane, Jimmy's
wife, decided we should foot the bill for everyone to stay there and have a
big party on Saturday night after spending the earlier part of the day at
Marianna's new house.  Now things were looking up!  I told Jimmy to use the
money in my account to pay for the rooms and the hospitality room at the
hotel.  He paid for all the drinks and food.  I contacted Anna Maria; she
understood about me not showing up at the house and agreed we would meet
later at the hotel.

   I was somewhat surprised but Melissa was genuinely O.K.  with me being
out of town over the holiday weekend.  Especially when I explained that it
was going to be Jimmy's in-laws at the party.  When I explained that
Marianna and her family were moving to Cincinnati, Melissa asked about Anna
Maria.  She told me she was looking forward to, at least, meeting her some
day.  I promised she would.

   We agreed that when I got back on Monday, which was her day off, we
would catch a movie and have a picnic along the river.  I hated lying but
there was no conceivable way for me to be open about what was really going
on.

   - An Interesting, Warm, Moist Welcome

   I left home Saturday morning and made it to Cincinnati in no time.  I
had informed the hotel that I would be there early and arranged for my
suite to be ready upon my arrival.  I was heading to the elevators when I
heard from behind, "Uncle Micky!  Uncle Micky!" I knew that voice!  It
could only be ...  I turned and dropped my bag just in time to catch Paula
as she launched herself into my arms.  She gave me a full-lipped hard kiss
and a tight hug.  I glanced over her shoulder and didn't see anyone else
around, so I copped a nice, lingering feel of her ass and placed her back
on the ground.  True to form, Paula didn't just drop to the floor; she body
slid down, keeping contact every inch of the way.

   "When did you get in town?  Where is everyone else?  Did your family
come down?  Did Diana make it?  Forgive me!  Paula, you look great!  I'll
never tire of your greetings ..."

   "Easy, Uncle Micky, my folks couldn't make it and Diana is in Kansas
City for a cheer competition.  She really wanted to come, but she couldn't
miss the semifinals for the national competition.  She was really
disappointed when she heard you would be here."

   "Holy shit!  That is impressive; I knew she would do some great things.
How about you Paula, what's up?"

   "I'm at Wayne County Community College; I'm giving serious thought to
nursing."

   "You would be a fantastic nurse!  I know I would feel better with you
looking after me.  So, how did you get here?  Fly from Grand Rapids?"

   Paula gave me a sideways smile and coyly turned her shoulders a bit.

   "I took the train to Cleveland and caught a ride with ...  Uncle Dave
and Aunt Edie.  That was really interesting."

   "I'll bet it was!"

   "Anyway, Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Diane got me a room, right near theirs.  I
hear you're only three doors away from me."

   "Where's Dave?"

   She was now slowly turning side-to-side giving me sideways looks and
smiling when she said, "He dropped off Aunt Edie at Aunt Marianna's house
and had to leave for Indy right away.  He won't be back until late Sunday.
That kind of leaves me all alone here in the big city.  When was the last
time we saw each other?"

   "You know as well as I; the Sunday after the boat trip with Dave.  The
two of you almost killed me that day!"

   As she is prone to do, Paula hit me in the arm, hard, "Uncle Michael! 
You are so bad!" Then, with a quiet smile, and a slight fake Southern
accent, "Why sir, you simply took advantage of two naïve and unaware girls.
You sir, are ...  quite the cad!"

   I wanted to get her to my room as soon as possible!  I also had to take
a leak and didn't want to stand in the lobby all morning; so, I asked, "Are
you having breakfast?  Are you done?  I would really like to get up to my
room, you want to come along?"

   "Let me get my stuff and I'll be right back."

   When we entered the elevator, Paula stood right next to me and leaned on
my chest.  I took a long look at her.  She appeared to have gotten an inch
or two taller, which only served to make her even sexier physically.  Her
waist was trim, her hips full, and, I believe, her tits had grown a cup
size or so.  She hadn't lost a bit of her cuteness and had actually
developed a more mature look about her.  I imagine she had gained five
pounds or so, in all the right places, and in all the right ways.  Damn,
she was becoming one sexy woman!  She still wore her shoulder-length hair
in a perm, but it was darker now.  My lord, her scent was as heady as prime
Turkish hash.  Still, it was her eyes; they shone as if they were drawn on.
We made our way to my room.  Paula pointed out where her room was, where
Jimmy's was, and where the hospitality room was.  My suite was very nice. I
took care of my business and joined Paula on the couch.

   "So, Uncle Micky, you going to the house party?"

   "I'm going to pass on it.  I'll be here for the party tonight."

   "I thought you wouldn't be able to wait to see Anna."

   I `bout nearly `shit and died' right there.  I showed no reaction, but
that in itself was a reaction.  Paula's smile receded for a moment and then
returned.  She leaned up into me and said, "I know all about it and Anna
knows I know all about it.  Diana has no clue at all."

   Without thinking I blurted, "Fuck Dave!"

   "I try to whenever I can, but no, he suspects ...  but doesn't know for
sure.  Anna told me all about it two years ago, when she was visiting.  We
were up late talking and somehow the conversation got around to you.  Well
...  then ...  let's just say everything poured out.  She was upset you
were nowhere to be found."

   "You didn't tell her about us, us three, me and Diana?  Did you?"

   "Not until she started to talk about how she knew you weren't exclusive
to her, she knows you're a player.  She thinks that she and you may have a
future together, once you settle down."

   "She was OK with everything?"

   "Not necessarily OK, curious, yes and, I guess you would say ... 
accepting.  She wasn't pissed or anything.  We've actually joked about the
two of us getting after you!"

   Now that was an interesting thought.  Which led to another thought, "So,
have the two of you ever ...  fiddled about?"

   Paula turned towards me, put her arms around my neck, and whispered in
my ear, "Just a couple of times.  I can go both ways, she only digs a few
girls and, luckily, I'm one of them."

   I leaned back, and Paula shifted more in front of me.  I asked, "Could I
watch some time?  I'll just sit on the dresser and jerk off, like a major
perv."

   "No way, old man, (What is it with this Old Man shit?!) If it ever does
happen, you'll be in the middle of the action." She shifted a leg over me
and was now straddling my lap.

   I wrapped my arms around her and we met for a nice, long kiss.  Out
tongues soon went to work and we were both heating up.

   Paula leaned back and asked, "So, Uncle Micky, would you like to hear
about me and Anna?

   This was too good to pass up.  "You bet your ass I would!  How did all
this happen?

   She relaxed a bit and stayed on my lap.  "Back when Aunt Marianna first
went to jail, we were all in town to give support.  I was right at twelve
and Anna must have been eight or nine.  Anyway, we have always been pretty
close and PawPaw and MeeMaw decided I should stay with Anna at their house
while everything was going down.  So we had to share the spare room.  It
only had one bed and I spent most of two nights comforting her.  We mostly
slept in each other's arms and woke up all tangled together.  I had already
started playing with myself and stuff.  I found out I really liked how she
felt, all curled up with me; kind of like we are now."

   Paula ground herself into me a bit and then moved a little to my right
side and cuddled up.  I positioned myself for greater comfort and asked,
"You guys started that young?"

   "Well, we didn't really get into it; we hugged and kissed quite a bit.
She asked me if we were doing anything wrong and I told her that if she
needed some affection, I was the best one to give it to her.  I mean, even
then, she was so cute and pretty.  Kind of like having your own living
doll. Anyway, a couple of times we rubbed ourselves on each other and I
even rubbed her privates."

   "Then a couple of years later, Anna came to visit; she was twelve, I was
fifteen and we picked up where we left off.  This was after your first year
in Florida.  You had introduced Anna to her sexuality, popped Diana's
cherry, and then fucked Diana and me both silly.  Ooooh, I really liked
that day!  The stuff you had me and Diana do, man ...  that was so hot!"

   She cuddled up tighter and started to rub herself against me.

   "So, even though we didn't have to, we shared the bed again.  Anna
actually flirted with me all day long.  I flirted right back and,
eventually, we were in the garage and started kissing!  It was so hot!  She
started using her tongue and it drove me crazy!  Somehow, someone taught
her to kiss really hot.  You have any idea who that might have been?"

   I shifted a bit and said, "You mean like this?" I leaned in and we
locked in a vibrant French kiss.  Paula placed her hand on my crotch and
started to caress up and down on my half-erect dick.

   She broke the kiss, looked at me and said, "Let me play with you while I
finish the story."

   "Only if I can play with you!"

   We both struggled with our own and each other's clothing in a frenzy to
disrobe.  I leaned back on the couch and Paula half climbed back on me. 
She had my dick in her left hand; I turned to face her and freed my right
hand to explore.

   I said, "Please, continue."

   "So, the day was a whole lot of fun.  That night when we were sent to
bed I raced to the room, took off all my clothes, and climbed under the
blankets.  Anna was slower but when she came in the room she took a chair
and sat next to the bed.  She was wearing a short nightie.  When she put
her feet up on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, I could see she
didn't have any panties on.  Her little pussy was one of the cutest things
I've ever seen!  It was all reddish pink and puffy.  I pulled the blankets
back so she could see I was naked.  She smiled and told me to show her how
I played with myself.  I wasn't too sure about that; but, then she said she
wanted to see me play with myself when I thought about her.  God, it was so
hot!  Here she was, all of twelve or whatever, telling me to play with
myself!  I started playing with my titties until my nipples were all hard,
and then I started rubbing my pussy real good."

   I remembered when I had asked Anna to show me how she played with
herself when thinking about me.  I was getting a bit worked up over this,
and said, "Show me ...  show me how you masturbated for Anna." Paula rolled
back and began working her tits and pussy while looking in my eyes.

   "Just like this Mike ....  I played with ...  myself for Anna...  just
like this ...  ooooh."

   I stroked my dick and said, "I jerked myself like this for her too ...
go on, tell me more."

   "Just a minute ...  aaaaah; so, she stands, pulls her nightie off and
slides into bed next me.  I was really getting worked up when she tells me
to slow down and watch her.  She then showed me how she played with
herself. As pretty as her pussy was, her face was even more beautiful as
she got excited.  I watched for a while and then told her we needed to
switch hands.  She placed her hand on my pussy and she played with me the
way I did myself and I played with her like she did.  We rolled to each
other and really started kissing.  I couldn't take it anymore and started
cumming when I tasted her tongue.  I hit two or three good ones and moved
down to her pussy.  I tasted her on my fingers and then dove into her
pretty little pussy.  I don't have to tell you do I?  She was so sweet
tasting and hot!  I licked all over her pussy.  It was so great that I came
again while tonguing her clittie.  She came twice on my face.  I loved it!
We slept real good that night.  Sooo ...  looking at you stroking your big
fella there, I'd say you liked this story.  I have more if you want to ...
`

   I interrupted her, "When are you supposed to leave for the party?  How
are you getting there?"

   "Eleven-thirty ...  I'm catching a ride with Jimmy and Diane."

   We kissed and then Paula jumped off the couch and said, "We don't have
all day!"

   I quickly stood up; she then pulled a classic Paula and leapt into my
arms with her legs wrapped around my waist.  We kissed as I carried her
into the bedroom.  I could feel the heat coming from her pussy as I carried
her.  I had forgotten what a sexual animal she was.  When she wanted it,
she went full-slut.  She demanded what she wanted, and she loved it when
she was getting it.

   I set her down on the edge of the bed so that my fully erect cock was
pointing right at her.  She looked up at me while grabbing my cock and
said, "I suppose you want me to suck this bad boy, huh?"

   "Just get me good and hard; good and lubed little girl, this old man
wants to fuck you into tomorrow!"

   She dove right in, taking as much as would fit and furiously rode her
mouth on my cock.  She used body English as she worked.  She began rolling
her hips and rubbing her pussy along the bed covers.  She took a deep suck,
ending up with her nose buried up against my abdomen and, then slowly,
pulled back, looking up at me, until the head popped out of her mouth.  She
smiled the sweetest smile, and I smiled right back!

   I thought, `My niece, who is not really my niece, is sucking my dick so
I can fuck her silly.  She knows I'm not her uncle; yet, she sees me as her
uncle.  I've fucked her, and her sister.  I might just commit my life to
her cousin, who had once viewed me as an uncle.  This is so far beyond
fucked up!  But, of all the fucked up things I have done, this is the
least.'

   She was just placing her lips on my dick when I reached down and moved
her back onto the bed.  She backed up on her elbows while spreading her
legs for me.  I knee-walked up between her legs, ran my hands along the
outsides of her legs, and ended up cupping her lovely tits in my hands. 
They had gotten bigger!  They were still firm and solid but now had some
movement and pliability to them.  They gave, just a bit, to either side as
she reclined on her elbows.

   As I fondled her breasts, she looked up and asked, "So, Uncle Micky,
what do you think of them?  They've grown since you've last seen them."

   "Paula, they're absolutely gorgeous!  You are one incredibly hot piece
of ass!"

   I slowly moved my hips into position as I squeezed her tits and strummed
her nipples with my thumbs.

   With a smile, and no small amount of sarcasm, she replied, "Oh you, you
certainly know how to sweet ..." She never got any further; because, as she
spoke, I leaned forward and, in one stroke, drove myself into her wet,
swollen pussy.

   She threw her head back and yelped out, "...  talk a girl!  Ooooooh!"

   Her legs widened and rose.  I fell forward on top of her and began to
pump that plump pussy.  She grabbed me by the sides of my head and ordered
my attention by calling my name.  I looked at her and she pulled me in for
a wild tongue-filled kiss.

   I kept pumping at her, going harder with every thrust.  She was driving
her hips into me with each thrust and kept kissing me.  I sucked her tongue
and she spasmed from toe to head knocking out the first of many orgasms. 
Nobody, I mean nobody, can cum like Paula.  She just simply loves sex, the
same way she loves life.  Watching her while you fuck her either makes you
cum in a second; or, it gives you amazing staying power because you are
stunned by what you see.

   That morning, I was horny and she had me in her grips.  I don't remember
building up to my orgasm.  All I know is that, as I was fucking her with
all I had, I was suddenly making noises and feeling my life forces and
precious bodily fluids shooting deep inside her.

   I was wasted, but she still had some business to finish.  Paula stayed
latched onto my dick with her pussy and knocked out two or three more solid
orgasmic jerks as she settled.  I lay down on my side and she snuggled up
close.

   She came closer and half-whispered, "This is just between us, if we ever
get chances like this, I think we should take advantage of them.  Don't
you? Anyway ...  no strings ...  no commitments ...  just hot sex, right?"

   "Paula, I love you and will do anything with you, but sometimes I might
just run away as fast as I can.  I swear, if I ever die while fucking,
you'll be involved!"

   "Great!  Hey, I won't ever say anything to Anna and you say nothing to
Dave, OK?  Oh, if you're with me when you die?  You'll die with a smile on
your face!"

   "I pray I go in such a way!"

   As quickly as she wanted to fuck, she sat up and shifted back into the
sweet girl who had to get ready for the family party.

   "Uncle Mike, I love you!  God!  I feel great!  (Stretching her arms
skyward, displaying that killer body) Well, I gotta go get ready, can't be
late!"

   With that, she was up and out of the bed.  She spent a few minutes in
the bathroom, came out fully dressed and climbed back on the bed.  I hadn't
moved since she left.  She gave me a sweet kiss, a smile, and was gone.  I
fell asleep.

   - Life Has Many Pleasures

   I slept for about an hour.  When I woke, I lay in bed for a while and
thought about life in general; you know all the little things that run
through your mind that you try to get in order.  Paula?  Now there was a
thought!  Yep, I'll do her whenever I can, but I have no illusions; I'm not
that good in bed and what she does in bed is almost totally her own doing.
The girl just loves to fuck.  Anna?  Now that was going to be tricky.  I
knew how I wanted the day to progress, but had no idea where things would
go after today.  Melissa?  I just put that back into a compartment to think
about another time.

   I got up, hit the shower, and headed out to find a bite to eat and a
couple of cold ones.  On my way, I asked for housekeeping to change all the
linens and straighten up the room.  I stopped by the hospitality office and
double-checked that everything was in order for that evening.  Satisfied
with the hotel, I strolled to a nearby cafe I had heard about and had a big
bowl of wonderful chili.

   Cincinnati chili?  One of life's pleasures!  Mayport shrimp?  A fresh
grouper sandwich?  An authentic Cuban sandwich?  Barbeque anywhere in the
south?  Wet roast beef in Chicago?  Genuine hot, crispy Buffalo Wings?  All
wonders of life!  Of course, all such wonders require real beer.  Not the
flavored water that so many Americans call beer.  It requires European or
Canadian beer.  American classics like PBR or Stroh's come close but, I
need something that actually tastes like beer, not the filtered fucking
Rockies!

   Jimmy called and informed me that they would all be arriving back at the
hotel around seven, which gave me a few hours to kill.  I took a drive,
located every area school I would have to visit during the upcoming
semester and got back to the hotel at six.  Everything was in order in the
hospitality room and a nice lady, named Kelly, was assigned to see to our
needs.

   - American Pie

   From my room I could hear the group arrive and ventured out to greet
everyone.  I strained to be friendly with the adults, and somehow, survived
their plastic, forced greetings.  Boy, had Marianna changed in a short few
months!  She must have lost something like five tons or something.  Strange
thing was; most of it was from her upper half.  She now had more of a
cartoonish look about her, instead of an alien look.  I must admit, her
greeting did seem to be genuine.  It was not overblown or extravagant.

   We all moved into the hospitality room.  The kids, the cousins, they are
something else though.  Every greeting was genuine and warm.  I was really
happy to see them.  They had grown up so much.  I could easily see how much
they genuinely loved each other.  I was laughing and joking with my
"nephews" when, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Anna.

   She was just inside the door and Paula was with her.  Paula's arm was
wrapped around Anna's and they were both smiling at me.  Paula came towards
me first, gave me a warm hug, a proper greeting, and then moved away to
join her cousins.

   Anna walked to me and reached out a hand.  I took it and pulled her in
for a hug and a kiss on the cheek.  All around us there was laughing and
talking, but I heard none of it.  Memory and words will never do justice
when compared to Anna in person.  Her hair was parted in the middle; short
in the front and flowing longer to the back.  Her skin was
California-golden tan.  She was wearing a white top that plunged in folds
in the front, exposing an inviting, but modest amount of cleavage.  Her
shirt was tucked into a high-waist, mid-thigh, flared blue skirt.  I stood
back a step with her hand still in mine, and admired her from head to toe.
I can say toe, because, she wore a two strap, medium, high heel sandal. 
Her legs rose majestically, all the way up to her ass!  The heels added
about two inches to her five foot four height.  It not only divinely shaped
her legs, but gave her a statuesque look as well.

   Her facial features had become more defined and dramatic.  Her smile was
still beautiful and, at times, devilishly crooked.  Her eyes were still the
soft brown, somewhat hazel ones that I fell in love with.  She leaned
forward and quietly said, "You are looking very handsome and very
distinguished, Dr.  Dolan."

   "Don't rush things, I still have a lot more work to do, but I appreciate
your confidence.  So ...  handsome, eh?  Not, an old man?"

   She let go a delightful laugh and pulled me close for a one-armed hug.
She was going to say something when her rather rotund Uncle Antonio barged
in and said, "She's really something, right Micky?"

   I stepped back and said, "She's a real California girl, Antonio!"

   He laughed and replied, "Not any longer, she's all ours now!" He took
his free flabby arm and squeezed her tight.  He turned her towards the
other Aunts and Uncles and said, "C'mon Anna, your Aunt Camilla wants to
talk to you about some shit."

   She gave me a pleading look, but I stepped back, bowed, extended my arm
towards her Aunt and said, "By all means, I shall chat with you later."

   We kept our eyes on each other while moving through different groups of
people over the next hour or so.  Paula would occasionally play messenger
for us, while our desire for each other began to burn deeper.

   One time, Paula came over and told me that Anna had just convinced her
mom to let her spend the night in Paula's room.  My eyes shot directly over
to Anna, who gave me a beautiful smile.

   Paula then said, "I'll cover for everything." She then let loose with
one of her classic smiles and giggled, "I just love this, I'm so happy for
you two!"

   Within a few minutes, Uncle Joey announced that it was now "time,"
everyone cheered and began moving chairs around.  Yep, it was time for the
singing.  They always did this.  They were actually pretty good singers,
but I found most of their song selections rather tiresome.

   Things livened up when some of the cousins were called up to sing.  They
had a lot of fun singing and everyone appreciated their efforts.  Jimmy's
daughter, my real niece, Jan, took the stage and called Paula up to join
her.  We all cheered wildly.  I noticed Anna starting to duck behind the
behemoth Aunt Camilla, but it was too late.  Paula was calling for her and
everyone was cheering.  Led by Jan, they did a remarkable rendition of
"Stop!  In the Name of Love."

   Everyone, me included, was having a great time.  As they were leaving
the "stage," Jan looked around the room and her eyes settled on me.  I
shook my head.  I stood and started to inch away.  It was too late.  The
three of them grabbed and dragged me to the front of the room, through the
cheers and whistles of the group.  All three girls gave me a kiss on the
cheek and the crowd roared.  I searched the room and spotted Jimmy in the
back.  He looked at me and said across the room, "Sing it Micky, sing it!"

   I shook my head; he looked me right in the eyes and said, "Sing it!"

   I blocked out all that was around me and gathered my strength.  It was
the first song I ever learned.  My da and I sang it often.  I hadn't sung
it since standing at his grave site.  I looked at Jimmy; he nodded his
head. I made eye contact with Anna Maria, and somehow her look made me
stronger.  I lowered my head and started softly.

   "Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and
down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide."

   I began to let the words carry me and increased my tone.

   "But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's
hushed and white with snow 'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh
Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so"

   I made eye contact with my "nieces and nephews" and sang to them.

   "And if you come, when all the flowers are dying And I am dead, as dead
I well may be You'll come and find the place where I am lying And kneel and
say an "Ave" there for me."

   Now softly, like a prayer.

   "And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me And all my dreams will
warm and sweeter be If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me I'll
simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

   I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me"

   You could hear a pin drop.  Paula was in tears and the rest were shaken.
My nephews (no quotes for these kids ever again!) were with me, and Anna?
Anna had no expression on her face; she just stared intently at me.  She
mouthed "I love you" to me and that was all I needed.  Then all hell broke
loose, clapping, cheering, tears, Antonio yelled out "Micky, my man!" I
backed away.

   Jimmy came to me, hugged me and said, "Man, you needed to sing it, I
needed to hear it."

   With my arm around him I said, "You're right Jimmy, but now you'll join
me." I turned to the group and loudly announced, "Everyone!  Everyone!  My
brother and I will take a different course now.  We haven't sung this in a
while, but I think we can manage.  Join in when you want!"

   Jimmy realized what I wanted.  He stepped away, looked at me and started
solo.

   "A long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make
me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while"

   I joined in and we sang our favorite song, we didn't miss a lyric or a
note.  We moved through the room singing to individuals and small groups. I
timed it so I would be facing Anna when we sang:

   "Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If
the Bible tells you so?  Now do you believe in rock and roll?"

   I then took her hand, she stood, and we started dancing, and sang:

   "Can music save your mortal soul?  And can you teach me how to dance
real slow?"

   It didn't take long before everyone was singing with us; everyone was up
dancing and singing.

   Jimmy and I finished the last set of the lyrics by ourselves and we all
cheered ourselves.  I hugged and kissed all my nieces and nephews, one
after another.  I finally understood: The parents were the assholes, the
kids were wonderful.  I wanted to be around each one of them.  I just
realized that I had a much larger family than I ever imagined.

   Anna kept her distance and, when I got to her, I made sure to treat her
just like the others.  As we hugged I whispered in her ear, "I love you! 
God help me, I do love you!"

   She replied in my ear, "Me more than you."

   I released her, looked her in the eyes and asked, "Tonight?"

   She nodded yes.

   After an appropriate amount of time, I bade everyone farewell and
goodnight.  I left that room and made my way to my room.  I took a shower,
put a robe on over my boxers, mixed a light drink, turned down the lights,
turned on some music, opened the curtains to view the city at night, sat on
the couch and waited.

   Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door.  I looked through
the security hole and saw it was Anna.  I quickly opened the door and she
glided into the room.  She was still dressed from the party, but had an
overnight bag with her.  I took the bag, placed it near the bedroom
entrance, returned to her and took her hands in mine.  She moved closer,
moved her hands to my shoulders, under the robe, and pushed it back and off
me.  I pulled her in tight as her arms wrapped up and around my neck.  We
kissed, like long lost lovers.  My hands roamed over her backside, under
her skirt, and over her firm ass.  Her tits were rock hard against my
chest, her body felt toned and fit.  She tasted of freshly brushed teeth
and her scent was both earthy and lightly flowery.

   She broke off our kiss, took my hand and led me into the bedroom.  She
pulled me as we neared the bed and directed me to sit down on the edge.  I
obeyed without question or comment.  She took a step back, lifted her left
foot in the air and pointed it to me.  I took her foot and removed her
sandal.  She then did the same with the other foot and off came that
sandal. With both feet back on the ground, she reached behind the waistband
of her skirt as she turned her ass towards me, showing me where the zipper
was located.  I opened the small snap and, with one hand on her ass, I
pulled the zipper down.  She stepped forward, away from me, and the skirt
fell to the floor.

   She was wearing sheer, silk, white panties.  She turned to me and I
could plainly see her mound and slit as the panties formed to her.  She
stepped forward between my legs and I let my hands roam all over her
perfectly formed legs.  I leaned forward and buried my nose into her
crotch. She was already wet and the heady aroma of my Princess filled my
head.  She took my head in her hands and pulled me away.  She reached for
my hands at placed them at the bottom of her shirt.  As I lifted her shirt,
she slowly slid down to her knees.

   I tossed her shirt aside; she flipped her hair back into place and
stared at the prominent tent of my boxers.  I started to say, "Anna, I've
..." when she pushed me backwards, flat on the bed.  She pulled my boxers
down and moved in on the target of her attention.  I moved up on my elbows
and when I looked down at her, she was stroking my cock, looking right back
at me.

   Her eyes brightened and, with my cock pressed up against the side of her
face, she said, "I don't know much about blowjobs, Uncle Mike, but you're
my secret Prince ...  you saved me today ...  Uncle Mike ...  please ... 
can I?"

   "Anna you'll always be my Princess and I'll always be your secret
Prince. I'll always protect you ...  and ...  yes, you may!"

   With a hearty chuckle, she moved her mouth over the head of my cock and
began slowly taking it deeper and deeper with every suck.

   It felt so good!  It looked even better!  Anna had gathered her hair,
pulled it to the right side of her head and then turned her head ever so
slightly in order to give me an unobstructed view of her mouth moving up
and down on my cock.  I sat up some more, so my cock wasn't pointed so
straight up and she could access it at an easier angle.

   I enjoyed her ministrations a bit longer, placed my hands at the sides
of her head and guided her away from my cock.  She looked up at me,
somewhat surprised, and then caught on as I started to guide her to her
feet.  I stood with her and pulled her in for another kiss.  My cock was
pressing into her; she reached for it and moved it flat against her belly
as we kissed.  Her hand stayed on my cock and she gently stroked it as we
kissed.

   My hands made their way to the clasp of her bra and released her
bindings.  I kept our lips/tongues in contact as I removed the light-as-air
piece of lingerie from her breasts.  I broke our kiss as my hands moved
over her tits.  They were still developing and foretold the promise of
greatness in the future.  Right then, they sat high and proud on her chest;
likely 34B/C in size.  They were fuller closer to her body, and then
tapered somewhat to peaks, with quarter-sized, slightly puffy, pink areola.
Her nipples were a little larger than a standard eraser.

   Those wonderful breasts called to my lips, and they answered.  With my
hands, my lips, and my tongue I tasted and fondled every square inch of
them.  I was holding her by the small of her back as she leaned back
offering her breasts to me.  Once satisfied, I pulled her up and started my
journey downward.  My hands moved down her sides, onto her hips, and into
the sides of her panties.  The panties came down just as I reached my knees
in front of my Princess.  I nuzzled my chin between her thighs and brought
my mouth in contact with her pussy.

   Anna moved from foot to foot, lifting one leg and then the other, as I
licked my way into her pussy.  I moved both arms between her thighs and
lifted her left leg onto my right shoulder.  I cupped an ass cheek with my
left hand and supported her back with my right.  She started to hump my
face as I used my tongue to stimulate her clit.  I pulled back slightly and
took in the sight.  Her vulva was reddened and her labia were spread apart,
due to her leg positioning.  It was one of the prettiest and most inviting
sights I had ever seen!

   I stood, took her in my arms, and laid her down so that her head was
towards the foot of the bed.  I quickly straddled her into a sixty-nine
position and rolled her over on top of me.  I wrapped my arms around her
waist and started to eat the most perfect teenage pussy on earth.

   Anna, lying on top of me, hesitated a moment, and then lowered her mouth
over my cock.  I tried my absolute best to give all my concentration to her
pussy but had a tough time considering what her hands and mouth were doing
to me.  She sucked and lubed my cock.  She would use just her hand and jerk
me, and then she would use both in exquisite fashion.  I found that I would
convulse in pleasure every now and then.  It felt like I would cum, but I
didn't.

   My manipulations on her weren't without effect either.  Her hips were
rolling and pushing back into my face.  More than a couple of times she
left my cock, arched her back and spasmed her pussy right into my face.

   We eventually hit a rhythm and the race was on.  She won as I tensed and
flexed before erupting into her mouth.  After my second release, I latched
my mouth onto her clit, and almost immediately, she let out a cry and drove
herself, pussy first, into my face.  Her legs straightened and flexed
around my head, while I was still thrusting my hips upward in orgasmic
reflexes.

   I released first as my muscles went slack.  She slid partially off me
and continued to jerk though her pussy.  I breathlessly panted, "Anna, oh
my God, Anna."

   She replied, "Micky, let me catch my breath, oooooh, Micky."

   She started to wipe her face and I could see was licking the cum from
her hand.  We didn't move for a short while; then, she turned, worked her
way up to me, and laid her head on my chest.  I wrapped my arms around her
and held her as we recovered.  The smell of sex was strong in the air, and
on my face.  It was a fantastic aroma.  I could feel myself starting to get
aroused by the smell.

   I shifted my hips slightly and my half-erect cock was pressing into her
thigh.  She looked up at me and said, "No Micky, not so soon!  Give me a
chance ..."

   I lifted her hips and slid under her, parting her legs as I moved.  She
raised herself, with her hands on my chest and said, "Michael!  What do you
...  oh, fuck!" She slid her hands to my shoulders and came in for a kiss.
We were lost in the passion and the mixing of our sex, through our kiss,
only deepened our connection.

   I thrust my, now fully engorged, cock up between her legs until I felt
the warm, moist target.  Anna spread her legs and pushed back until the
head was planted firmly inside her lips.  I took hold of her hips and
pressed her downward as I rolled my hips up into her.  Anna let out an
"Aaaaah," as I entered her.  She rose from my chest and fully impaled
herself on my cock.  It was then my turn to say "Aaaaah." She rocked back
and forth in a rhythmic movement until I was firmly implanted deep within
her pussy.  She came back down and we kissed long and hard.  I kept my hips
moving as if I could find some way to get further inside her.  She pulled
away again, flipped her cascading hair to the side, arched her back and
started to fuck me with passion.

   I reached for her tits and gently fondled them as she rode me.  I took
her hands in mine and placed them on her tits.  She held her tits high,
squeezed them and then pinched her nipples.  She moved her back as if she
had no spine; she was lost in the sensations.  I pulled her back into my
embrace and rolled her to her back.  Her legs wrapped around my waist as I
began a steady deep fucking.  I put all my weight on top of her and
increased the pace.  With every thrust, her face contorted and she let out
a, "ungh" sound.  Then she shifted to repeated cries of "Micky ...  Micky
...  Micky ..."

   My breathing became shorter and I started snorting my exhales.  Together
we worked, together we loved and, together, we came.  I came first, but
right after my first load rocked into her, she tightened, grabbed my
shoulders and her pussy shuddered around my shaft.  She was in full throe
when I released my second load, which took her to a different level
altogether.  Her eyes rolled back, she arched under me and her legs became
a vise around my waist.  And so it went until we were both spent.  I rolled
to my back and held her on top of me.  I moved her hair from my face just
as she turned to me for a kiss.  It was soft and loving.  She then nuzzled
into my neck and we clung tighter to each other.

   "Micky?"

   "Anna?"

   "Let's take a bath."

   We lounged in a warm bath, enjoyed the jets, and dried each other when
we got out.  We slept together for the first time in our relationship.  I
wore some boxers and she appropriated one of my t-shirts.  Her phone went
off at 8:30.  It was Paula letting her know that she had one hour to be
ready to leave.  We made love, right then and there.  Anna showered, got
dressed and had an extra fifteen minutes to sit with me before leaving.

   We sat at the little dinette table.  I had a cup of coffee and she had a
bottle of water.  I told her how I would be visiting often because of work
and we would need to figure out how we could get together.  She liked that
idea a lot and then told me she was joining the cross country team, the
weight lifting team, and the science club this year at school.  With all of
these activities, she should have plenty of "reasons" to be out of the
house.  I readily approved all of these choices.

   Just to be clear, there is nothing better for a girl than sports and
weight lifting.  Strength, power, and endurance are incredibly important
attributes.  Always differentiate between strength training and
bodybuilding.

   As our time was coming to an end, she looked across at me, and asked,
"Micky are you seeing anyone over in Columbus?"

   Contrary to all my instincts, I told the truth, "Yes, there is a
lady-friend I've been seeing."

   "Is it serious?"

   "No, not now ...  I don't know ...  I do like her.  I know you don't
want to hear this, but, I think you'd like her too."

   "I'm not jealous, Mike.  I just want us to be honest with each other."

   "You believe me when I say I love you, don't you?  I mean that in a way
much deeper than an Uncle's love, you know?"

   "I do believe you, do you believe me?"

   "Yes ...  I believe you."

   "Where does this leave us?"

   "I don't know; where we usually are?  But, now we have a chance to see
how we are together.  I'm not giving up on you; but, what I said before
still has to stand, you need to experience life and do lots of things.  I
won't steal your youth to satisfy my desires.  You understand?"

   "Oh, do I ever understand!  Three years of understanding."

   I stood and she rose.  We clung to each other and she pulled away first.
I walked her to the door, took her head in my hands and kissed her with all
the love I could demonstrate.  We broke our kiss and I took in all of her
beauty.  I opened the door, she gave me a quick kiss and out she went.

   I had an hour before meeting up with Jimmy for the pregame festivities.

   - A Reckoning

   Jimmy and I met in my room.  He needed a place to put his luggage, as
Diane and the kids were checking out early and driving back to Dayton. 
They had taken separate cars to Cincinnati due to his work schedule.  We
decided to walk to the stadium.  It was an enjoyable walk.  We met up with
his business partners and entered the stadium through the suite entrance.
The setup was very nice indeed.  Everything was topnotch.  We both had some
breakfast in the exclusive terrace section and then made our way to the
suite.  Everything went smoothly and the bankers, who I usually can't
stand, for the most part, seemed tolerable.  Maybe it was my mood.  I felt
a little more accommodating that day ...  even to a bunch of business
whores like bankers!

   At half time, we went outside to an open deck area, ordered a couple of
drinks (a ginger ale for me, a scotch for Jimmy) and sat at a small table
off to the edge of the crowd.  All of the football beautiful people were
there, not to see the game; but, rather to be seen at the game.  Drink in
hand, Jimmy leaned forward and said, "Micky, I've never pried into your
business ..."

   "Which means you're about to, right?"

   "Well, yeah.  I've never questioned anything about those years in
Florida.  You made us rich, I've made us richer.  I won't ever ask you
about any of that.  You'll tell me in your own good time, or not.  It
doesn't matter to me, unless it does to you.  I have something else on my
mind though."

   I leaned forward and said, "Fair enough, what's up?"

   He paused, looked down, then back up, and simply said, "Anna Maria."

   "What do you want to know?"

   He laughed a bit, but he did not appear to be upset as he simply said,
"Just what the fuck is going on?  Last night I looked at you before you
sang and you were looking directly at her, I looked over just as she
mouthed `I love you' to you.  Later, you two were whispering and within a
half hour you were both gone.  I'm no Sherlock Holmes, but I can put two
and two together.  Do you two have a thing going on?"

   "Yeah, it's been going on a while."

   Jimmy rose and walked around a bit, he came back and sat down, "You are
aware of how fucking dangerous this is?  Right?  I mean, holy shit!  A
"while?" How long?  They've only gotten back in town.  All the way back? 
You mean before California?"

   "Yeah, even back then."

   "What the fuck is wrong with you man?  Holy shit!  OK, let's just let
all the legal stuff go and there is a whole fucking lot of it there, but
let it go.  Do you realize how dangerous Marianna is?  When you and Anna
hugged last might I glanced over at her and she was watching intently, not
just looking, she was watching.  Now I understand, I think she knows, or
she really suspects.  You understand how dangerous she is, right?"

   "Jimmy, for your sake, I don't tell you about a lot of things.  There
will be no trouble with the law, or from Marianna." I sat back in my chair,
picked up my drink and swirled the ice around in it.

   Jimmy sat back as well, and said, "You're sure?  You're one hundred
percent sure?  Are you telling me to trust you?"

   "One hundred and ten fucking percent sure Jimmy; Anna and I have a very
special thing going and we both understand the dangers and the uncertainty
of our futures, whether together or not.  I'll take care of Marianna when
the time comes.  And mark my words, I'll select the time."

   "What about Melissa?"

   "That I don't know.  I have to figure that out."

   "OK, but let me make one more thing clear: Financially, we're solid, but
the structure of our holdings is like a deck of cards.  If anything did
happen, and someone starting poking around, shit, we'd never see daylight
again.  I'm going to start quietly moving assets to warmer climates. 
They'll be further away but at least they'll be safer.  Alright?"

   "Probably a very smart move."

   We sat in silence for a while.  Jimmy looked at me, smiled, and asked,
"So how is it?"

   "Absolutely incredible man, she is amazing!" We sat for an hour as I
told him the whole Anna Maria story up to that morning.  I told him
everything, not every detail, but enough; he was absolutely floored.  He
had lots of questions and was satisfied with my answers.  We then walked
back to the hotel.

   We said our goodbyes and he left for Dayton.  I made sure everything was
Jake with the hotel and checked out.  Before heading back to Columbus I
drove to Anna's house and parked down the street.  I sat for an hour
determining a plan of action.  Satisfied with my decisions, I hit the road
and cleared town.
   To be continued ...