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 The Stevens family get-together at the grandparents cabin on the shores of
Lake Ontario had become a tradition by fateful summer of 2009.  The
gatherings were initially conceived as a chance for the grandparents to
have some together time with just the grandkids, but as the grandkids kept
coming, and they kept getting older, the grandparents decided to throw the
doors open to the parents so they could have some help.  Then the threw the
doors open to the others who didn't have kids so nobody felt left out.  By
the time the get-together at the center of this story took place, there
were 17 people crammed into the cabin -- and an RV camper parked outside --
for the week.

   Arriving from the city of Chicago were the two "hipsters" -- the
grandparents' youngest son, Peter, and his young Korean wife, Soo-Hyun. 
She had immigrated to the country and gotten her green card shortly before
they were married.  They had met at college and quickly fell in love, and
after Soo-Hyun graduated (Peter graduated three years before her) they got
married, and started careers in the Windy City.  They had no children yet.
With Peter being 27 years old, and Soo-Hyun being 24, they wanted to have a
little together before they settled down.

   It was the third year they came to the cabin.  That was a great
development for their 13-year-old nephew, Lucas, who was the oldest son of
Peter's older brother.  Prior to the 2009 visit he might not have cared one
way or the other if they came (though he did enjoy playing with Uncle
Pete), but by the time that August rolled around Lucas was in the grips of
puberty.  He was growing leaps and bounds and apt to spring a hard-on at
any moment.  He also had developed an eye for females, to put it mildly. 
To state it more realistically there were times he felt like a caged beast
with a bloody piece of meat waiting just out of reach.  He had a voracious
appetite for girls but he didn't have the know-how to do anything about it,
or even understand it.

   He hit a landmark a couple months before the get-together at the cabin.
Lucas was having another one of his "girl fits," as he'd come to call them.
They were moments when he simply could not get girls out of his head.  He
wanted to hug them, to rub them, to devour them.  During one of these girl
fits he'd learned that it helped to look at the underwear section of his
mother's clothing catalogues.  For some strange reason looking at the women
in underwear was like throwing a scrap of meat to the caged beast.  It
satisfied him, if only for a little while.  And he kept needing more and
more of it.

   But during this particular day he was having trouble finding the
catalogues becausee his mother had gathered them up during trash night and
tossed them in the recycling bin.  As Lucas searched for a substitute a
family photo caught his eye.  It was a couple years old but he'd never
really noticed it before.  It had been taken at the beach.  In the photo is
nearly the whole family except Uncle Pete, who was the one who actually
took the photo.  Aunt Soo-Hyun was there, standing at the edge of the
picture, wearing a skimpy yellow bikini.  Uncle Pete must have been doing
something funny because everyone was laughing, which is why it was such a
good photo.  Soo-Hyun was in mid-laugh and holding her hand up, as if
someone is about to bomb her with a water balloon.  Lucas saw it and
thought she looked every bit as good as the women in the underwear
catalogues.  Better, even.

   Lucas felt a twinge in his cock, and then felt guilty, and he set the
photo down to go look for the catalogues.  Even after he found one,
however, his mind was back on the family photo as he flipped through the
pages absently.  The image of Aunt Soo-Hyun turned over and over in his
mind.  He couldn't get it out of his head the way her swimsuit stretched
over the mound between her legs, or the perky nipples he could see faintly
through her swimsuit.  Her unblemished skin seemed to be glowing.  He
wondered how soft and smooth it felt.  He bet that it felt really good. 
And warm.

   Lucas had always liked Aunt Soo-Hyun but he'd never looked at her this
way.  She was nice, and distant, and that was it.  He'd attended her
wedding, of course, when she'd married Uncle Pete, and he had seen her at
prior family gatherings, but until now she'd been nothing more than a
curiosity, with the subtle Asian slants of her eyes, her thick, straight
hair, and with the light tone of her skin, not to mention her accent.  Now
all those things seemed irresistible to Lucas.  Yes, she was his aunt, and
he knew it was wrong to think of her like this, but then there were all
those exotic features of hers to remind him that she wasn't really a
relative.  Not a blood relative, anyway.

   Her picture lingered in his mind so much that soon Lucas gave up on the
catalogues and went through the photo albums to compile a secret stash of
Aunt Soo-Hyun photos.  He couldn't get enough of the curves and slopes of
her body.  He began thinking about her at school, and eventually he stuck a
picture of her in his backpack.  Soon it came to be that, when he looked at
her picture at home -- especially when he looked at the bikini photo -- his
penis got hard.  He had discovered that an erection felt nice to touch, and
he started to touch it when he looked at her pictures.  It was quite a
rush. It felt so good his head roared and his heart beat faster, and he had
to catch his breath.

   He began experimenting with the ways he touched himself as he looked at
her photo, and one day he found himself wrapping his hand around his shaft
and stroking it.  The sensation just kept feeling better and better, and he
stroked himself harder and harder, almost in disbelief that anything could
feel this good, when suddenly he had the feeling that he was going to pee.
It was so urgent that he dropped her photo and lurched toward the toilet.
To his shock he couldn't hold it back, and suddenly piss was spewing
everywhere.  Only it wasn't urine -- it was a creamy white liquid that
erupted out of him in spurts.

   It terrified him at first.  He thought maybe he had rubbed himself so
hard that something deep inside his penis had broken, and this white liquid
was some essential fluid leaking out -- maybe from his kidneys, or his
spine -- and he was going to be very sick.  He cleaned up, aware of a new
and very distinct smell, and vowed never to touch his penis again.  Lucas
was withdrawn and nervous for a couple of days, nearly panicking at every
little ache and pain, until one day, as if by providence, they started sex
education at school (after much parental clearance) and he learned about
sperm.

   With that little bit of information in hand he did some more reading and
discovered that he hadn't caused any harm to himself, and he hadn't done
anything that would send him to hell, but he had experienced an orgasm. 
His sleep returned to normal.  And soon he admitted to himself that an
orgasm had felt pretty good.

   After that he returned to the photo of Aunt Soo-Hyun and had some real
fun with it, rubbing himself and letting his mind take him fantastic places
-- places where Aunt Soo-Hyun was feeding him grapes without any clothes on
and even touching his penis with her hand -- until he would come in a
well-positioned ball of Kleenex.

   Then he learned in sex ed (one class per month) the basics of how girls
got pregnant.  The information was delivered in a dry and vague way, of
course, and it emphasized responsibility and all kinds of other horse shit,
but it gave Lucas just enough to learn that sex involved putting your penis
inside a girl.  Lucas still wasn't sure exactly of the physics involved in
doing this, but the mere fantasy of taking his cloths off and rubbing his
body against Aunt Soo-Hyun's naked body was enough to make him run home
after school, retreat to the bathroom with her photo, and rub off the most
intense orgasm he'd had yet.

   All these hormones and pubescent discoveries were the backdrop the day
Uncle Pete's Hyundai finally arrived at the cabin.  Lucas had arrived
earlier in the day with his family, and for the past hour he had lounged on
the front porch, trying to look nonchalant even as he was so excited he was
almost trembling.  Aunt Soo-Hyun, object of his intense imagination, was
almost here.

   As the white Hyundai came to a stop Lucas set down his iPod and removed
the earbuds.  He stood up and ambled down the porch steps, trying to stay
cool.  Uncle Pete got out first, and for a bad moment Lucas thought maybe
he'd come alone.  But then the passenger door opened and Aunt Soo-Hyun
emerged.

   Lucas immediately felt his mouth water.  She looked hot.  She was
dressed in a frilly summer dress that draped down about her knees, and on
top she sported a halter top with spaghetti straps that revealed her smooth
shoulders, and sandals that showed her perfectly proportioned feet.  Her
hair was pulled back, giving Lucas a full view of her long neck, and her
perfectly oval face.  His eyes scanned her slim and firm legs, her slender
arms, her smooth skin, which, as she crossed through the sunlight toward
him, was just as good -- better -- than any photo laying around back at the
house.  Her top hung just low enough to reveal a provocative rise of skin
above her breasts.  Then again, at that moment just about everything about
Aunt Soo-Jung was provocative for Lucas.  He walked forward to greet them.

   "Is that Lucas?" Soo-Hyun cried, in her Korean accent, with a laugh. 
"Oh my goodness!  You get so tall!"

   Lucas blushed as she came running over and hugged him hello.  He hugged
her back.  Then she stepped back.  "Wow, Peter, I think this is the first
year I have to look up at Lucas," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  She stepped forward
again so she was close to Lucas -- he could smell her sweetness, and a few
strands of her hair tickled his chin -- and she ran her hand from the top
of her head to a mid-point on Lucas's forehead.  "It true!" She cried. 
"You been growing!  You taller than me now!  That not right!"

   Lucas basked in her fawning.  Then Uncle Pete came over and threw his
arm around him.  "He's still not taller than his uncle," he joshed,
scraping his knuckles into Lucas's scalp and then sticking a finger in his
ribs.  "How's my favorite nephew?"

   "Aw, you say that to all of us, Uncle Pete," Lucas said, shouldering
him.

   "Oh, silly man, but we mean it with you!" Aunt Soo-Hyun said, and patted
his arm.  Lucas blushed and smiled appreciatively at her.

   "Come on!" Uncle Pete said.  "Let's go inside and see everyone!" They
went through the screen door and everyone inside let out a whoop of
welcome. Uncle Pete went to one of Lucas's younger cousins, Tommy, threw
his arm around him, and loudly declared him his favorite nephew, while
casting a wink at Lucas.  Aunt Soo-Hyun frowned playfully and squeezed
Lucas's hand.

   "Remember what we told you!" She whispered into his ear.  The mere act
of getting so close to her sent a jolt through his penis.  He had to
concentrate very hard on counting sheep to make it go away.  There was
something different in the air, however; it was one that even his
relatively undeveloped social radar could sense.  It took him some time to
figure out what the change was.

   The visit began as it usually did.  That is, lots of badminton,
canoeing, swimming, berry picking, and card games at night.  Television was
not allowed.  People seemed different, however.  The dynamics among the
cousins were different than prior years.  Things that seemed fun the year
before were old this year; things that were boring in the past were more
interesting.  Lucas seemed a little off-beat with Tommy this year, though
just last year they were the best of friends.  The biggest change, however,
at least in Lucas's mind, was that he was getting along quite well with
Aunt Soo-Hyun.  She genuinely seemed to prefer his company most of all the
family members there.  For Lucas, of course, that he preferred her company
went without saying.  He kept lingering around her, memorizing her
movements, her body, her way of talking.

   This bit of chemistry between them wasn't due to any particularly
determined effort on his part, however.  In fact, if Aunt Soo-Hyun hadn't
been friendly toward him, he would have maintained his distance, adoring
her from behind those cage bars, and merely taking as many pictures as he
could.  But she kept being nice to him, confiding little things to him by
whispering in his ear, and taking him under her wing for various things.

   When, for example, on the first night they ran short of cards in Phase
10, she declared that she and Lucas would form a team.  He handled the
cards and she spent the time leaning over his shoulder and giving him
directions.  He got a quiet thrill having her whisper things in his ear
that others shouldn't hear.  In badminton she grabbed Lucas as her teammate
because "he's gotten so tall," she said.  And during berry picking on the
second day Aunt Soo-Hyun would surreptitiously give him some of her
blueberries so that at the end he had collected the most and won that
year's Grandma Stevens Blueberry Prize -- a free ice cream at the nearby
corner store.

   He returned the gestures.  Later that day, after the family had eaten,
Aunt Soo-Hyun and one of Lucas's younger cousins, Katie, drew the short
straws and it was their job to clean up.  Lucas had every right to go
swimming or whatever he wanted, but instead he lent a hand to the cleanup
effort, much to the delight of Aunt Soo-Hyun.

   "So considerate!  The girls must love you back home!" She cooed, giving
him a brief shoulder rub as he washed dishes.

   Later in the evening it was decreed that since Lucas was a teenager he
was old enough to stay up late and play charades with the adults.  He was
on a team with Soo-Hyun and Uncle Howard.  His mother had declared that he
had to block his ears and eyes for the "naughty" clues, but someone played
a joke and when it was Lucas's turn to give the clue he saw that it was the
word "sex." He turned a bright red and looked toward his mom.  "I don't
know if I should--"

   "Oh come on!" Someone yelled playfully -- there had been quite a bit of
drinking -- and everyone but his parents joined in the cajoling.  "Don't
tell us you don't know what it is!" his Uncle Tom said, and everyone
laughed.  Lucas's mother shrugged, giving him the subtle go-ahead.

   Lucas smiled.  He puzzled over it, then remembered sex ed.  With a
shrug, he made a fist, then drove his finger into the curl of his palm.

   There was a moment of silence, then roar of laughter and gasps. 
Soo-Hyun yelled "Sex!" and Lucas nodded, and everyone broke down into a
laughing fit.  Even his mother couldn't help but laugh.

   "Lucas," said his mother, when the laughing died down a bit, "how did
you think of *that* clue?" There was another roar of laughter, and Lucas
turned bright red.

   "Oh come on, Amy," Soo-Hyun called.  "He's 13!  He know more than we
do!" More laughter.  When Lucas sat down in his spot -- next to Soo-Jung --
she playfully patted his knee.  "Great clue!  So...  vivid!" She said, and
there were more hoots and laughter.

   "Soo-Hyun looked awfully happy at that clue!" Lucas's other aunt, Aunt
Sharon, called out, and there were more raucous laughs.  Aunt Soo-Hyun
grabbed the pillow from behind Lucas and hurled it at her.  A beer fell to
the floor, people sprang up to clean it, including Soo-Hyun, and the
laughter dissolved into the task.  Lucas stood up and delivered some paper
towels to Soo-Hyun.

   "I should help.  It's all my fault," Lucas quipped, and everyone
laughed. When the game resumed, Aunt Soo-Hyun settled down next to him and
leaned over.

   "Sweetie," she said, "thanks for helping." He nodded and blushed.

   The next day Lucas wanted to go swimming after dinner, and everyone else
seemed too tired.  "You shouldn't swim on a full stomach," his mother
insisted.  But he felt a little contrary, and given the nod from his
father, Lucas threw on his swim trunks and marched down to the dock alone.
He dove in a few times, enjoying the cool water on his skin, and then got
bored with it and wrapped a towel around his shoulders.  He sat on the edge
of the dock and turned on his iPod.

   After a few minutes he felt footsteps through the wood and turned to see
Aunt Soo-Hyun coming, dressed in a bulky robe and holding a towel on her
arm.  She smiled at him.  "Do you want some company?" She said.

   "Sure," Lucas said, removing the ear buds and trying to stay cool.  A
million thoughts had roared through his head all at once.  What if she took
off her robe and he popped an erection?  Hell, she wouldn't even need to
take off her robe for an erection.  How many fantasies had started like
this?  In those she wasn't wearing anything under that robe.  Before his
mind wandered down that road at all he forced himself to think about sheep.
He briefly considered the horrifying question of how he'd cover it up if
his boner launched.  He tried not to think about it.

   "Where's Uncle Pete?" Lucas said.

   "Oh, they're up talking about the old day," Soo-Hyun said with a sigh.
She slipped off her sandals and sat down next to him.  She leaned back on
her hands and dangled her toes in the water.  "Pretty here," she said. 
Lucas nodded, thinking not a whit about the water but instead what was
under her robe.  Lucas tried desperately to think of something cool to say,
something that wouldn't make him come off as a total moron.  Aunt Soo-Hyun
spoke first.

   "Can you keep secret?" She said, twirling a piece of black hair with her
finger.

   Lucas looked at her and nodded.  "Yeah, sure," he said, trying to lower
his voice.

   "Why you talk like that?"

   "Like what?"

   "Like that," she said.  "Use your real voice.  It's nice."

   "Okay."

   "My secret," she said, "is that I bored up there.  I have fun until now,
but today all they want to talk about is old day.  That bore you too?"

   He could think of nothing but to agree.  He smiled and nodded.  "Yeah, a
little," he said.

   "Right," she said.  "As if everyone get a big laugh when they hear for
50th time that Peter throw a water balloon at his brother when he 8 year
old and hit Mom instead."

   Lucas snickered.

   "What so funny?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "You think that story funny 50
times in row?"

   "No, Aunt Soo-Hyun, I'm laughing because I agree with you," Lucas said.

   "Oh good," she said.  "I glad you did not make me wrong."

   "Huh?" He said.

   "You and me, I knew you and me think same way."

   "Oh," he said.  "Yeah, I think you're right." In his head, he added, 'In
my dreams we think the same thing.'

   She was talking.  "...there is such a thing as too much family, don't
you think?"

   Lucas shrugged.  "Maybe," he said.  "But actually I like coming here.  I
like swimming."

   "Yes," she said, "yes, swimming I like." Abruptly she untied her robe
and pulled it off her shoulders.  Lucas looked away and drove his hands
down in his lap, hard, trying to stem the rush of blood into his shaft
inconspicuously.  She was wearing the same yellow bikini as the photograph.
In the half second before he turned away he glimpsed the bumps of her
nipples under her top, and saw how the fabric stretched over a mound
between her legs, how taut her stomach looked, the little bump of her belly
button -- and then he realized he hadn't really looked away at all.  He
looked at her face and she was looking at him, head tilted, a small,
slightly puzzled smile on her face.

   "You look surprised to see me in swimsuit," she said.

   "Oh sorry, I mean, yeah, I've never seen you in a suit," Lucas said.

   "Yes you have.  You and me, we swim here before.  Last year.  You like
swimming then, too."

   "Sure.  Nevermind.  I was just surprised.  The robe was there and then
suddenly it was gone--"

   "Oh, quiet," she said.

   "Right." He felt his joint swelling, so he quickly tossed aside his iPod
and leaped into the water.  The shock of the cool water cut short the
erection, but no sooner did his face break the surface than Soo-Hyun leaped
in, and the splash washed over his face.  She grabbed hold of the ladder to
climb back up, then laughed as she reached back and dunked Lucas.  He came
up, yelling and sputtering, and grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her
back in.  She gave way easily and came crashing into the water on top of
him.

   They grappled playfully in the water, wrestling to get back to the
ladder, and it was Lucas who grabbed hold of the rung.  As he pulled
himself up she grabbed him by the waist strap on his suit and pulled hard,
nearly pulling it down.  He crashed back in the water on top of her.  She
was driven down toward the bottom, and he reached down and helped pull her
to the surface.  She was coughing violently, and for a moment she clung to
him, her arms around his shoulders, her legs wrapped around his waist, as
she cleared the water from her windpipe.  Then she grabbed the ladder and
shot a wicked look at him before tickling him until he let go of the ladder
and fell back in.

   "You little jerk!" She yelled, laughing, when he came up, and then she
dunked him again.

   When he surfaced he saw her pulling herself up the ladder.  Water was
running down her body and her round little ass waggled in the air.  She
shrieked as he took a swipe to pull her back in, and then he was seized by
the crazy idea to grab her by her suit, just as she had grabbed his.  His
fingers snagged her bottoms, and as his middle finger went under the strap
he could actually feel the crack of her ass.  As he pulled, her bottoms
slipped entirely off her ass and only stopped when she buckled over and
squeezed her thighs against her belly.  Aunt Soo-Hyun screamed, then,
really screamed, and fell back on top of him into the water.

   As they splashed about back to the surface an image was imprinted on his
brain: Her fantastic ass coming down on top of him.  But at what price?  To
be forever known as a pervert in her mind?  His face was beet red by the
time they resurfaced.  "Aunt Soo-Hyun I'm sorry," he sputtered.  "I didn't
mean--I wasn't trying--"
She was saying something in Korean, holding to the ladder with one hand,

pulling up her bikini bottom with the other, and coughing.

   He continued pleading: "I'm so, so sorry, I didn't mean it, I was
just--"

   She turned.  There was something in her face he didn't recognize, and
then he realized she was calculating something.  In a flash she was upon
him, both hands planted on his head.  "You'll pay for THAT one, you skinny
little punk!" She cried, and with a laugh drove him deep under the water.

   It took him a few seconds to come up.  He gasped for air, wiped his
face, and braced himself for another assault but it never came.  He
suddenly heard the sound of thumping footsteps on the dock and he saw Uncle
Pete, in his swimsuit, running full speed at Aunt Soo-Hyun, who was back up
on the deck.  As Uncle Pete reached her he wrapped his arms around her and
leaped off the edge of the dock, and they landed with a scream and a splash
in the lake.  After they came up, Uncle Pete reached over and dunked Lucas
with one hand.  Lucas grabbed at him, but Uncle Pete just laughed and
dunked him again.

   "You two were having fun without me!" Uncle Pete cried.  "You know
that's against the rules!"

   Pete and Soo-Hyun wrestled playfully in the water, and Lucas, the third
wheel, treaded water nearby, trying to look like he was having fun just
watching them.  He looked the other way as Uncle Pete's hand disappeared
under the water and Aunt Soo-Hyun let out a shriek of mock outrage. 
"Peter! There's children about!" She said, casting a wink at Lucas.

   "I guess so," Uncle Pete said, his arms around her.  "Hey Lucas, why
don't you go snipe-hunting with Katie?  I hear they're all over the place
around here."

   "Oh, Peter, stop it," Aunt Soo-Hyun said, and slapped him playfully. 
"Let's go back up to the cabin.  I'm tired from all this wrestling."

   They all climbed out.  Soo-Jung was the first to come out.  As Uncle
Pete climbed up the ladder she flashed a rueful little look at Lucas, as if
to say, 'Sorry the game is over,' and then pulled on the robe.  Uncle Pete
looked down at him.  There was something odd in his eye.  Then it was gone.


   "Thanks for dunking her a couple times, Luke!" Uncle Pete said.  "She's
been a naughty girl and she needed that!" Aunt Soo-Hyun scoffed and slapped
his chest.

   "Save the slapping for later, honey," Uncle Pete whispered, loud enough
for Lucas to hear -- intentionally so, or so it struck Lucas.  Aunt
Soo-Hyun's jaw dropped in playful outrage and she turned and stalked up the
dock toward the cabin.  Uncle Pete chased her, and put his arm around her
to whisper things in her ear.  She giggled and made like she was pulling
away, but she wasn't.  They went up the hill and didn't look back.

   Lucas treaded water for a couple minutes and finally pulled himself out
of the water.  He dried off and sat down to flip through songs on his iPod.
After perusing a few tunes he turned it back off and just looked out over
the lake.  He was thinking about how Aunt Soo-Hyun felt wrestling with him.
As she had dunked him she had needed to throw all her weight on him,
meaning her breasts had been pushed up against his head.  What a feeling.
And of course he thought about her ass.  If she stayed locked in her room
with Uncle Pete for the rest of the trip, it would still be the greatest
vacation of his life.  Lucas felt absolutely exhilarated.

   That night he couldn't sleep.  It was as if Aunt Soo-Hyun had turned the
spigot on his hormones and now they were pumping through his body as if it
was pure caffeine.  The caged beast inside him prowled back and forth
behind the bars.  People were spread throughout the house, falling asleep
fast, but he only stared at the ceiling.  The house fell silent and he
listened to the clocks.  For some time that was the only thing he could
hear, and then he realized he could hear murmuring coming from Uncle Pete's
room.  A notion ran through his head.  He shook it off, but it returned. 
There was a space near the ceiling in the wall of Aunt Soo-Hyun's room.  It
was meant for circulation but if you got up on a chair you could see
inside. He saw a faint glow coming from the room.

   Lucas crept out of his single bed near the back book case and padded to
the bedroom door.  He listened.  He heard a few murmurs.  He crept to the
closet, where the foot ladder was, and slowly opened it.  Then he set it
next to the wall, and took the first couple steps.  It wasn't high enough,
so he stood on the last step.  He looked into their room.

   There was a single nightlight on the wall, so he couldn't see much
detail, but when he realized what he was looking at he froze.  Uncle Pete
was on his back, his hands folded behind his head.  He was laying on top of
the sheets and absolutely naked.  Aunt Soo-Hyun was sitting next to him. 
Her hand was rubbing his cock.  It was stiff and straight.

   "I like it," Uncle Pete kept saying.  "That's good, babe.  That's good."


   Lucas squinted at Aunt Soo-Hyun.  She still wore her clothes.  She
stopped rubbing Uncle Pete, put something on her hands, and resumed rubbing
him.  "You like it?" She said.  Uncle Pete nodded.

   In a couple minutes she stopped and rubbed her forearm.  "Sohn a-pho,"
she said.  "My hand hurts."

   "My turn?" Uncle Pete said.

   She laid down next to him.  "Just let me rest a minute," she said.  "We
get busy in a minute, okay?"

   "Fine, babe."

   They laid there in silence for a bit.  Lucas hardly breathed for fear of
making a sound.  He was reasonably sure they wouldn't see him since the
light was so weak, but his heart was hammering his ribs nonetheless.  He
missed the first few words of what came next from Uncle Pete's mouth, but
he caught the end.  He heard his name.

   "...  you were having a good time with Lucas today," Uncle Pete said.

   "I was?" Soo-Hyun said.

   "Yeah, you!" Uncle Pete said.  "You were the hot Asian down there
romping around with him, weren't you?"

   "Oh, yeah, I just didn't hear you," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "Sure, I like
him.  He's pretty cool for 13 year-old.  Most boys that age are like... 
monkeys."

   "Yeah, he is a cool kid," Uncle Pete said.  "Greg said he's starting to
notice girls.  I'll bet he loved your swimsuit."

   "Oh, stop it.  You talk sick again.  I'm his aunt."

   "Yeah...  by marriage!" Uncle Pete said, then tried to tamp the comment
with a laugh.  It didn't work.

   There was a moment of silence, then Aunt Soo-Hyun spoke: "You can NOT
seriously think Lucas looks at me that way.  He's not an animal."

   "He's 13.  He's a walking penis.  He probably gets off on his friends'
moms," Uncle pete said.

   She reached over and punched his shoulder.  "Stop it," she said,
sharply. "I said that enough!  I had good time.  Don't ruin it with your
fucking sick imagination."

   "Oh jeez," Uncle Pete said, sounding conciliatory, "I'm not serious,
honey.  I'm just kidding."

   "Well good.  Ha ha.  What a fucking laugh," she said, coldly.

   Even a 13-year-old knew that Uncle Pete should have let the subject
drop, but to Lucas's amazement his uncle just kept talking about it.  "It's
just, well, I don't think Greg and Amy were really thrilled to see Lucas
wrestling with a half-naked woman down at the water today," Uncle Pete
said.

   This time Soo-Hyun sat up.  "You really DON'T want to fuck tonight, do
you?  Now I jerk you off you can treat me as shit?"

   Uncle Pete spread his hands innocently.  "What?  What's wrong?"

   "Don't treat me like stupid ass," she said, reaching over and punching
his shoulder again.  "Is that what I am to your family?  The half-naked
lady?"

   "Relax," Uncle Pete said, "those were my words, not theirs.  I'm just
saying--"

   "Oh hell with it," Soo-Hyun muttered.  "Fuck it."

   "Honey--"

   "No, I don't want to sit around talk about the old day with you,"
Soo-Hyun shot back.  "I come here to swim and enjoy the nature, not just
sit and listen and pretend to be entertained by old story that happen when
I was 10,000 miles away.  I have WAY more fun with Lucas, and then, and
then you--"

   "And then I what?"

   "--ruin it."

   A pause.  "Ruin it?" Uncle Pete said.  "Ruin what, exactly?"

   "Yeah," she said.  "I haven't seen him smile and laugh like that since
we get here.  And then you come and rush in all jealous, as if I'm getting
hit on by my 13-year-old nephew!"

   "Well, sorry to ruin your little outing with him, but I wasn't JEALOUS,
Soo-Hyun, are you crazy?  I just wanted--"

   "Don't call me crazy, asshole!  You know I don't like that!"

   "Keep your voice down!  Look, sorry, but isn't it a little outlandish to
think I'm jealous of a boy--"

   "No, not you, no," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "It wasn't too outlandish for
you get jealous of fat-ass Harry, even though if he screw me he would have
suffocate me, and it wasn't too outlandish for you to get jealous of the
janitor in my dorm, or the TA in my class, or my fucking bus driver, Peter,
I still can't believe that one--"

   "Would you PLEASE keep your voice down?"

   "You always think I behind your back fucking somebody.  You so damn
insecure you can't stand see me even laugh with another man, even if it our
little skinny nephew--"

   "That's enough!"

   "And you have sick mind.  Sick.  Perverted."

   Uncle Pete's hand shot out and slapped her full across the face.  Aunt
Soo-Hyun gasped and held her hand to her cheek.  They stared at each other
in silence.  Then Uncle Pete: "Oh, honey, I'm sorry.  I just lost my--"

   "You never ever hit me before," she said, sounding almost awed that she
had witnessed it.

   "I'm so sorry, so sorry, please, let's just forget it--"

   "You never EVER hit me!"

   "I'm so sorry.  I'll make it up to you.  You just made me so mad--I mean
I lost--"

   "Shut fuck up," she hissed and bounded out of bed.  She walked toward
the door and Lucas snapped out of his utter concentration on this exchange.
He was about to be seen!  He had no choice but to freeze, like a rabbit,
and hope she didn't see him.  Though if she turned left to go to the
bathroom...

   She stormed out of the room and instead of turning toward the bathroom
she headed toward the front door.  Uncle Pete followed, calling out to her.
Neither of them had glanced to the left, where they would have seen him up
on the ladder.  Aunt Soo-Hyun threw open the front door and went outside,
and Uncle Pete followed into the darkness.

   Lucas didn't waste any time dwelling on his luck.  He came down off the
ladder and folded it up, and quickly slipped it back into the closet.  He
crouched low and made his way back to his bed.  A moment later the door
opened again and Uncle Pete walked in alone.  Grandpa came out of his room.


   "Everything alright?" Grandpa said.

   "Yeah," Uncle Pete said, running his hand deeply through his hair,
"yeah, Dad.  Just a fight.  That's all."

   "Are you going to let her be out there alone?"

   "I couldn't drag her in if I had a team of horses," Uncle Pete sighed.
"In the morning it'll be alright.  It'll all blow over."

   "Sounded pretty bad," Grandpa said.  "Do you want me to check on her?"

   "Dad, just let it be, okay?  You don't know her like I do.  It's okay.
Go back to bed."

   Uncle Pete went to his room.  Grandpa threw up his hands and went back
to his room.  Lucas lay there staring at the ceiling.  By now his heart
rate had come down somewhat.  He kept thinking about the argument, and the
fight, and mostly of Aunt Soo-Hyun out there alone.  He kept waiting for
her to come in.  He worried about her.  Finally he sat up and looked out
the window.  In the moonlight he could make her out at the end of the dock.
He laid back down.  He looked again a few minutes later.  She hadn't moved.
He got up, thew on a tee-shirt, and quietly went outside.

   He came off the porch and she didn't seem to hear him.  He lingered
there in the grass for a minute, wondering if perhaps he should just watch
her, and make sure nobody messed with her.  Then he remembered how nice
she'd been to him, and he remembered her skimpy little pajamas.  A little
thrill trickled through him and he headed to the dock.

   She heard his footsteps on the dock and at first she couldn't see who it
was.  "Leave me alone, Pete," she said, sharply.  "I don't want you.  Leave
me ALONE."

   "It's me -- it's Lucas," he stammered.  "I heard the door.  I saw you
here."

   "Oh, sorry, Lucas," she said, her voice softening.  "I did not mean wake
you up.  Go back to bed, silly man!  I am okay."

   "I can't sleep," he said.

   "Well, then keep me company," she said.  He came over and slowly settled
down next to her.  She was barefoot and dressed in high shorts and a tight
white tee shirt.  She moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his
left arm.  "It cold out!" She exclaimed.  "Can I use some of your body
heat?"

   Lucas laughed and said yes.  In reality he could have died then and he
still would have called it an awesome trip.  He smelled her sweet perfume
as she moved up against him, and he was immediately thankful that he was
wearing his tightest briefs underneath his shorts.  He hoped it would at
least hide the swelling of his cock, which was already starting to happen.

   "I feel like I corrupt you," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "First you see me in
bikini, and then I cuddle up to you in pajamas!"

   "It's okay," Lucas said.  "I mean, I don't notice--I don't--"

   "Oh, stop it," she said.  "I know you.  Thirteen-year-old.  I know. 
It's okay.  It's okay.  I won't tell your mother or Peter."

   "Oh," he said.  "Okay, that's good." She laughed at this, and he felt a
little relieved.  His biggest fear was appearing like a total malfunction.
He looked over the lake.  It was absolutely quiet out except for the water
gently lapping on the shore.

   "Diid you hear our fight?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said, leaning her head on his
shoulder.

   "Yup," Lucas said.

   "Oh jeez," Soo-Jung said.  "How much did you hear?"

   He felt like she could read his mind.  She certainly could read Uncle
Pete's mind.  So he thought it was best to pour it all out.  "All of it,"
he said.

   "What?  All of it?"

   "I--I heard something, so I went to see," he said.  "I got up on that
ladder.  Sorry, Aunt Soo-Hyun."

   "You got up on the ladder?" She cried, pulling away from him.  "How much
did you see, you little snooper?"

   He thought she was smiling.  "I saw lots of hitting and swearing."

   Her jaw dropped, in real shock this time.  Something hung in the
balance. For a minute Lucas thought she'd be mad.  Then she just shook her
head.  "You crazy male," she muttered, and then, to Lucas's surprise, took
hold of his arm again and scooted in close.  "You naughty boy.  I should be
mad but I'm all done being mad tonight.  You okay, Lucas.  You're a good
boy."

   She sighed.  "Sorry you hear me swear.  I get bad mouth when I get mad.
You don't use those words, okay?"

   "I won't."

   "Sure you won't," she said, with a laugh.  She poked him playfully. 
"Mr. Innocent here.  No swearing, no hormones."

   "What do you mean?" Lucas said.

   She took a deep breath.  "It okay if you notice me, Lucas," Aunt
Soo-Hyun said.  "Lot of men do.  You just being normal.  It not like we
related.  American parents are so weird about teaching kids about sex. 
They make you feel guilty about your body.  Make no sense to me."

   "Hmm," Lucas said.  Aunt Soo-Hyun laughed.

   "Hmm?" She said.  "What that mean?"

   "I don't know," Lucas said.  "You told Uncle Pete that it would be sick
if I looked at you like that."

   "Oh, that," she said, dismissively.  "That just how I have to talk to
Peter to get by."

   She squeezed his arm.  "You really did hear everything, didn't you?"

   "Pretty much."

   She laughed and shook her head.  She squeezed his arm.  "You such a
funny guy.  I love you.  No matter what they say, you just be yourself.  If
you don't feel like talking, don't talk!  That what I like about you.  You
say so much without talking.  Don't fill air with chat.  You comfortable
with yourself." She looked up at him.  "Girls like that, you know."

   "They do?" He said.  "I thought they liked loud guys."

   "Oh, no," she said.  "Just be yourself.  And with that tangle of thick
black hair on your head, and those baby blue eyes, mmmmmm," she moaned. 
"You have girls eat out of your hand."

   "You think so?"

   "Are you kidding?  Of course I think so.  Guys like you are the ones
girls dream for."

   Lucas laughed, trembling with her praise.  He opened his mouth to try a
witty response, and then he thought better of it and said nothing.  She put
her head back on his shoulder and rubbed his forearm, generating some heat.
"Thank you for coming down here, Lucas," she said.  "I didn't really want
to be alone.  You so sweet.  And helping me the other night with cleanup,
you so sweet."

   She kind of leaned into him.  Lucas didn't know what to do so he just
acted.  He felt numb as he reached out and put his arm around her
shoulders. She pulled away andd looked up at him, kind of tilted away from
him.  In the moonlight he could see her eyes widen in surprise.

   "What are you doing?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.

   "I--I could tell you're cold," Lucas said, withdrawing his arm abruptly.
"I can feel the goosebumps on your legs."

   "Yeah," she said.  "I am cold.  Sorry.  You just surprised me!"

   "Sorry."

   He held his hands sheepishly in his lap.  Aunt Soo-Hyun waited a moment
and then muttered something in Korean.  She grabbed his hand and pulled his
arm around her shoulder.  "Did you hear me?" She laughed.  "I said I am
cold!  Keep your aunt warm!"

   He rested his arm around her shoulders and she snuggled in close to him
again.  "If Peter saw us now he'd think we were messing around," she said.

   "What does that mean?"

   She laughed.  "Oh nevermind," she said.  "But we ARE sitting kind of
close here, if you can feel the goose bumps on my leg!"

   Lucas said nothing because he was afraid she'd take it the wrong way and
decide they should go up to the cabin or something.  He wanted this moment
to last forever.  Aunt Soo-Hyun didn't seem inclined to go anywhere,
however.  They watched the moonlight dance on the water.

   "So," Aunt Soo-Hyun said, "about those girls, do you have any
girlfriends back home?"

   "Naw," Lucas said.  "I'm too shy."

   "What the matter?  What you shy for?  Where your confidence?"

   "I just don't know what to do."

   "Hmmm," she said.  "So what her name?"

   Lucas looked away.  "Aw, nobody in particular--"

   "Sure there is," she said, poking him in the side.  "What her name?  You
can tell me.  I don't know anybody at your school."

   "Wellll..."

   "Name."

   "I think it's Hyobin."

   "Hyobin?  Really?  She Korean?"

   "Is that a Korean name?" He said.

   "You don't know?!?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "Shame on you!  Yes, it Korean
name.  My goodness!  What is it with you Stevens boys!  You like Koreans!
Good taste!"

   They laughed.  "So," Aunt Soo-Hyun said, "you want to impress her?  You
want to learn Korean word?"

   Lucas thought about it.  "Sure," he said.  "Yeah, how do you say your
eyes are pretty?"

   "Oh, Lucas, you so romantic!" She said, reaching up and patting his
cheek.  "Okay, here how you say hello, first.  Say 'Ahn-young.'"

   "Uhn-huh?"

   "No, silly, 'Ahn-young.'"

   He repeated it a few times until he got it.  Aunt Soo-Hyun clapped when
he finally got.  "Okay, you say that to her, she notice you," she said. 
"Now what was that word you wanted?"

   "Your eyes are pretty."

   "Oh, silly man..." She said, with a big smile.  "Okay, 'Neun-ip-ah.'"

   It took Lucas a little while longer to get this one.  Finally he did and
she nodded and squeezed his arm.  "Good for you," she said.  "You call me
when you want more.  That a good start.  She probably already notice you,
but you win her heart when you say this!"

   "Oh man..." he said, uncertainly.

   "What?"

   "Well, that's great, but what do I say after that?  I need to say
something that doesn't make me look like a total malfunction."

   "What's wrong with what you're saying now?"

   "This isn't how I would talk to girls!"

   "Why not?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "Right now you talk from heart.  That
what girl want."

   "Well it's easy with you," he said.  "You're my aunt."

   "Easy with me?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "Come on.  I see you nervous around
me whole trip, and yet, here you are, me holding your arm under stars.  I
having a good time.  Are you?"

   "Oh, yeah."

   "Good," she said.  "It all about confidence.  You confident that I won't
bite you.  Girls don't bite."

   "But they might think I'm stupid."

   "Hmm," she said.

   "Hmm?" He said.  "That doesn't make me feel better, Aunt Soo-Hyun!"

   She laughed and gave him a swat.  "I was thinking, silly.  I was
thinking you need confidence.  You have confidence, and the girls come like
moths to fire.  You get confidence by practice."

   "I can practice basketball," Lucas said.  "I can't practice girls."

   "Yes you can," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "Practice on me.  Just like you
practice Korean word."

   Lucas's stomach jumped.  "What are you talking about?" He managed.

   "Pretend I'm Hyobin."

   The caged beast inside Lucas, pressed up against the bars for the past
15 minutes, suddenly turned into this terrified creature.  "Aunt Soo-Hyun,
really, I have NO idea about girls--"

   "Just listen," she said.  "After cuddling come good stuff.  Girls need
cuddle before good stuff.  You need to know signal that girl ready to start
good stuff, because she always be the one to start good stuff, understand?
They send out very subtle signs.  Don't miss them or she get frustrated,
she think maybe you don't like her."

   At the word 'good stuff' the caged beast's ears pricked up.  "What
signs?" Lucas said.

   "Like this," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  In the dark she turned her head up to
him.  'If you talk for long time on water like this, and then she look up
at you like this, this is when you kiss her."

   He looked down at her.  They locked eyes for a second.  "Yes," she said,
"you lock eyes, and then..."

   But Lucas didn't do anything.  He just looked at her face.  She smiled,
and turned back to the water and rested her head on his shoulder again. 
Then she laughed a little.  "My band instructor, he use to have this
saying, 'This was a terrible practice!' And I say, that was terrible
practice, Lucas!"

   "Why?"

   "Because if you miss that one you either plain dumb or you don't like
her, and I know you like Hyobin.  So if you like her don't miss that
signal. Another signal is her hand.  She may rub you like this." She took
Lucas's hand, spread the fingers, and rubbed her thumb against his palm.

   "That a very intimate sign," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "At any time you can
kiss her then.  Start by kissing her head.  Then, if she like you, she look
up." Aunt Soo-Hyun kept rubbing his palm.

   "Okay," he said.

   "Mmm," she said, rubbing his palm.  "Remember I'm Hyobin."

   "Should I try it?"

   "I am Hyobin."

   His head was roaring.  Slowly he leaned over.  His nose filled with her
smells.  Then he took the plunge and pecked her on the top of the head.  He
was dimly aware of his cock starting to stretch out.  He pulled back,
afraid that he had misread the whole situation, and that Aunt Soo-Hyun
would go fleeing back to the cabin, screaming about what a pervert he was.
But she didn't.

   "Was that a kiss, or did acorn fall on my head?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said. 
Lucas laughed, more from relief than anything else.

   "Kiss.  Like this," Aunt Soo-Hyun said, and she pulled his hand to her
mouth and kissed it.  It was soft and lingering.  Lucas giggled.

   "Don't giggle," she said.  "Guys don't giggle.  Not guys who have a lot
of women anyway."

   "Sorry."

   "Try it again.  I am Hyobin.  We are on the waterfront."

   He leaned over and kissed her head, long and lingering.

   "Too long!" She said.  "You trying to suck my brain out?"

   Lucas laughed.

   "Shhh, keep your voice down," she said.  "If someone see us we toast. 
Try again."

   He kissed her head again, a lingering kiss, but not too long.

   "Mmmmm," she purred.  "Very nice.  Just right.  You natural.  Now..."
She pulled away from his shoulder and looked up at him.  After a couple
seconds she smiled.  "Don't miss this signal, Lucas, or you done for."

   "You want--you want me--"

   "What do YOU want?"

   He sighed.  "Neun-ip-ah," he murmured.

   "Excellent!" She said, and kept looking at him.  She blinked long. 
Lucas leaned forward, expecting her to recoil in outrage, but she didn't
move.  She closed her eyes, and he pressed his mouth against hers quickly,
and pulled away.

   Her eyes opened.  "What, you afraid my germs?  You kissing your mommy
goodnight?"

   "No!"

   "Well..."

   He leaned in again.  This time he kissed her like he had the top of her
head.  She moved her lips against his.  He could taste mint in her mouth.
He thanked the stars he had brushed his teeth well tonight.  He pulled away
to see her reaction.  She opened her eyes slowly.

   "Very nice," she said.  She smiled craftily at him.  Suddenly she
swiveled on him so that she was sitting on his lap, her arms around his
shoulders, her knees on either side of his thighs, her back to the water.
She was sitting right on his erection.  He was filled with horror that
she'd feel it.  Instead, Aunt Soo-Hyun winked and let go of her arms so
that he had to grab her to stop her from falling into the water.  He pulled
her back up, and she clung to him closely.

   "Ooo!  My hero!" She exclaimed, wrapping her arms around his neck again.
"Another lesson: Girls are crafty.  You need to play along.  Now..." She
rested her forehead against his, and brushed her nose against his.  Her
smell, her fermones, filled his airways.  His heart was pounding.  She
shifted her weight on top of his lap.  There was no way she couldn't have
felt his hard-on.

   "Aunt Soo-Hyun--"

   "Don't call me aunt," she whispered, brushing her nose against his. 
"Not tonight.  Kiss me."

   "Aunt--I mean--Soo-Hyun--"

   "I want you to kiss me.  Do you want to kiss me?"

   "Someone might see--"

   "That's the thrill of it.  Do you want to kiss me?" She said.

   He nodded, making her head nod with his, and she purred.  "Then do it."
She said.

   Slowly, awkwardly, he brought his mouth toward hers.  She pulled away at
first with a giggle.  "Chase me down," she whispered.  He smiled and braced
her with his arms, then held firm as he brought his mouth toward hers. 
This time he found it.  He gave her a lingering kiss.

   "Better," she said.  "Again."

   "Again?"

   "We're making out," she said.  "Of course again.  We just started."

   He pulled her toward him.  Another lingering kiss.  His rock hard penis
was digging into both of them.  Her ass cheek was right on top of it, and
yet, she said nothing of it, he said.  Maybe she thought it was his belt or
something.  He kissed her again.

   "Now,' she said, "a little longer."

   The kiss lasted a little longer.  When he pulled away she purred. 
"Good, but when you kiss longer, you need to do something with your mouth,
to spice it up."

   'Spice it up?"

   "Sure," she whispered.  "The long kiss is the gateway to better things.
Not that I'll let you go THAT far."

   "What do I do?" He said.  They were speaking in a low murmur to each
other now, their faces just an inch or two apart.

   This time she leaned forward and kissed him.  Her mouth parted, and
parted his, and her tongue, sweet and warm and tasting of peppermint,
dashed into his mouth.  "Gotcha, she said, with a low laugh.  He laughed,
too.  He liked it.  When they kissed again, he tried it.  She pulled away
too quickly.  He smiled and pulled her back, and this time she let his
tongue past her lips, and more, she flicked his tongue with her own.  They
pulled away, then did it again, and again.

   "You sure you have no girlfriend?" Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "You good!"

   He smiled and leaned forward to try again.  She pulled away.  "You like
that so much?  You just want to do that all night?  Over and over?"

   'Well...  yeah," Lucas said.

   She laughed.  "Oh, Lucas, you have so much to learn!  You so sweet!"

   She brought her lips to his again and she kissed him deeply, more deeply
than before, so deep that their teeth clashed, and her tongue had searched
every nook of his mouth.  "Now," she said, stopping for air, "that a
signal, too."

   "Another one?"

   "Ohhh sweetie," she cooed.  "Come here." She kissed him again, gently
and passionately, then whispered, "there's more to my body than my mouth.
Kiss my neck, silly."

   She turned her chin up to the sky, giving him a target he couldn't miss,
and he kissed her neck lingeringly.

   "Not too hard," she said, but not pulling herself away.  "We don't want
to have to explain a hickie in the morning, do we?  Just small kisses.  All
over my neck.  There.  There.  Right.  Mmm.  There."

   Lucas kissed all along her neck, savoring her smell.  It was driving the
caged beast wild.  He moved his lips along, searching for her smell, went
up along to her chin, her jaw, then her ear.  Lucas took a deep breath of
her and ran his tongue over her ear.  She moaned, and he pulled away.

   "Sorry," he said, "sorry..."

   "No," she said, pulling him back, "don't be sorry, damn, that was good,
do that again..."

   He found her left ear again and ran his tongue on it, then nibbled it.
She emitted another moan and rubbed her hands up and down his back.  He
didn't stop this time, and she leaned her ear into him hard, tilted her
head so he'd lick it, and then abruptly she pulled away.

   "Oh goodness," she whispered.  She fanned herself with one hand.  "Now
that's REALLY getting carried away.  That's when, well, that's when things
REALLY get interesting."

   She angled her head and then she was kissing his neck.  He tilted his
head back for her, exposing his neck, and as she kissed -- her breasts
pressed into his chest -- little tingles went shooting down his spine,
through his belly, in his crotch.  He let out a long moan, half of
pleasure, half of pain -- her ass was pressing down on his cock.

   "The thing is," she whispered, between kisses of his neck, "a woman is
like a pot of water.  She takes long time to warm up but then you can't
turn her off!"

   His poor penis was crammed an inch deep into his inner thigh.  Then,
suddenly, she was standing up.  His cock, free, swelled and pressed
relentlessly against his briefs, but Lucas wondered if the "lesson" was
over.  She quickly put that fear to rest and held out her hand to him. 
"Come with me," she said.  'This dock is uncomfortable.  I can tell you're
uncomfortable."

   He staggered to his feet, trying to conceal the rocket in his shorts
with his right hand.  She reached out and took his right hand.  "Don't
worry," she whispered.  "Your erection is perfectly normal."

   Aunt Soo-Hyun led him off the dock and to the right of the house, toward
the cars and Uncle Tom's giant RV.  The wheels turned in Lucas's
cartwheeling mind.  On a normal evening Uncle Tom would have been in there
sleeping, but he had run out of water on the vehicle and were staying
inside instead.

   "A girl believe in fairy tales," Aunt Soo-Hyun said.  "And if Tom left
his camper unlocked, well, it mean something." She led him through the
grass to the camper, a looming shadow under the tree.  It was a huge thing.
Uncle Tom was rich and had paid $200,000 for it.  He hardly ever left it
unlocked.  There was a TV and other gear inside.

   They came around the corner to the front door.  Lucas was breathless. 
He didn't know exactly what awaited him if it was unlocked, but the caged
beast inside him was desperate to find out.  Aunt Soo-Hyun reached up and
took the handle.  She turned it slowly, so it wouldn't make a sound.  It
turned slightly.  She looked back at him with a frown and shook her head.
"Locked," she said.

   "No," Lucas said, almost whining.

   "Sorry, you try," she said.  He reached up for it and turned.  Then he
shook it slightly.  It was no use.  It was locked.  He hung his head.  "Can
we go somewhere else?" Lucas said.

   Aunt Soo-Hyun smiled provocatively at him.  "Not really, silly man. 
There are bugs out.  And I don't like laying down in leaves with no clothes
on."

   He looked over at her, salivating.  "If we had gotten in there you would
have taken off your clothes?"

   She had a look in her eye.  She smiled.  "You never know.  The way
things were going..."

   "Wait," he said.  "You wait, please.  Can you wait?"

   She laughed.  "Don't do anything dumb.  If you break window--"

   "I won't need to, at least I hope not," he said.  "Just wait here." He
went around back of the RV.  There was a ladder leading to the top.  He
stood on the bumper and pulled himself up to the top.  He crawled slowly
along the roof.

   "Lucas!" Aunt Soo-Hyun hissed from down below.  "Come down!  Right now!
If you fall--"

   "Don't worry," he said.  He came to a rise in the roof.  He groped
around and found a handle.  The roof exit.  Lucas closed his eyes. 
"Please, God..." And then he felt guilty for asking God for it to work.  So
he just took a deep breath, thought of Soo-Hyun with no clothes on, and
turned the handle.  It opened.

   "Oh my God!" Aunt Soo-Hyun whispered from below.  "You crazy, crazy
man!"

   "Stay right there!" He said.  Lucas looked down the hole.  Unfortunately
there was no ladder down.  There was a handle, however, and with a breath
he grabbed hold and lowered himself down.  When his arms were stretched, he
let himself go, not knowing if anything was below him, or how far the fall
was.  It wasn't far and there was nothing below.  When he hit the floor it
didn't even hurt.

   Quickly he got up and went to the front.  He unlocked the door and
opened it.  Aunt Soo-Hyun was there with a huge grin.  "Now that," she
said, stepping into the RV, "really boils the pot!" She closed the door
behind her.  Then she was kissing him, and they were groping through the
dark.

   "To the back," she whispered.  "You know where." She took his hand and
led him down the narrow aisle, past the table and kitchen and little
bathroom and refrigerator.  They'd all been inside before so they knew the
basic layout.  They reached a door in the back and Aunt Soo-Hyun pushed it
open.  For a terrifying moment Lucas wondered what would happen if Uncle
Tom and Aunt Chloe had changed their mind, and they were out here, but the
room was lit by some LED lights from all of the electronic gear, and they
could see that the bed was empty.  Aunt Soo-Hyun stood at the edge of the
bed and turned to him.

   "This is the most important hint of all," she said.  Lucas stepped
forward, put his arms around her, and kissed her.  She swayed against him,
then swayed back, and they fell onto the mattress.  Lucas kept kissing her
until she pushed him away.

   "Don't waste time," she whispered.  "When a girl let you get this far
she not here to smooch."

   He found her neck, and then her ear again, and she was moaning, rubbing
her with her fingers, turning her head into his mouth.  Then she pushed on
the top of his head with her hand and pushed his face down to her chest,
and he kissed on her breast plate.

   "Oh you sweetie," she murmured, and guided his mouth to her breast. 
"Don't be so innocent...  there...  kiss it like you're kissing my ear."

   He obliged, kissing her nipple through the cloth.  Aunt Soo-Hyun moaned
and arched into him.  Lucas felt her writhing against him, felt her feet
and legs rubbing against his.  She pushed him away so she could pull her
shirt off entirely.  When it got stuck around her head he reached down and
helped remove it.  She was bare underneath.  In the LED light he could see
her nipples, large circles against rising mounds of flesh.  She grabbed the
back of her head and pulled him to her breasts.

   "Just like it's my mouth," she said.  "Oh yes...  A girl LOVES this." He
kissed her breast deeply, running his tongue over her nipple, flicking it,
first one and then the other.  As he did she reached down and pulled on his
tee-shirt, then removed it.

   "Always keep up with her," she said.  "If she takes off her shirt, don't
be square.  Take off yours." She guided him back to her breasts, and as he
kissed them fiercely, she moaned out.  Her thigh rose up and pressed
against his erection.  "Mmmm?" She said.

   "Sorry," he muttered.

   "What in the world for?" She pulled him against her so that his chest
was pressed against hers.  They kissed and she ran her hands up and down
his back.  Then her knees parted below him, her legs hooked around his, and
to his surprise she was rocking her hips up against his crotch.

   "What, you think I no feel your hard-on?" She said.  "I feel it all
night, Lucas!"

   She kept rocking her hips into him.  He kept trying to kiss her but the
sensation of her rocking against his cock was trumping everything else. 
Aunt Soo-Hyun was feeling it to; she was moaning each time his erection
rubbed along that mound between her legs.  Lucas thought maybe this was how
they made babies.  Maybe the sperm is supposed to land on her belly button
and then...

   Her hands were pushing down his shorts.  His penis snagged on his briefs
and she worked it off.  He reached down to help, and then he was naked,
nothing hiding his erection any more.  She grabbed it and pulled on it. 
"Oh Lucas," she said.  "Oh goodness, for a 13-year-old, oh Jesus, Lucas..."


   Then she was removing her panties underneath him.  He sat up to let her,
and helped her.  With a flick of her leg her panties flew across the room.
He took in the vision.  Aunt Soo-Hyun, in bed, naked, with him.  Her hand
found his swollen cock again and she stroked it.  "Oh, Lucas, you are
ready, you're so ready..."

   She pulled him down on top of her.  Her legs were spread for him and his
penis settled upon her mound, which was hot and wet.  She clasped his hands
with hers and drew him in to kiss, and at the same time she hooked her legs
around his hamstrings and rocked her naked hips into his.  "Ohhhh..." she
moaned, as they kissed.

   His penis moved around the top of her mound.  Her wetness made it slick,
and it rubbed quickly back and forth against her.  Somewhere inside of him
the caged beast tore through the bars and fell upon the meat, tearing and
rending.  He began to match her moans with his own, and began moving his
hips against her when she rocked against him.  He was not just going to get
laid.  He was going to do the fucking too...

   "Shhh," she murmured, "don't wake them...  not when we're so close..."

   "Close?" He said.  "Aren't we doing it?"

   "Oh sweetie..." She grabbed the head of his penis, pushed it down.  His
eyes went wide as he felt his cock press against a wall of skin.  "You
remember your clue in charades?  The clue I got?  God that turned me on. 
You need to do that."

   "I can't..."

   "This is what it's all about," she said, into his ear.  "Push it in. 
This is it."

   "Here?"

   "Yes.  Push.  Gentle, gentle..." Her legs spread even more beneath him,
and he felt her heels hook around his ass.  "Oh God, oh God," she was
saying.  "Maybe we shouldn't...  this is so wrong..."

   "Huh?"

   She rocked her hips into him, while holding his ass steady with her
heels and hands.  "Gentle," she said, and he pushed, gently.  She nodded
vigorously.  "Yes!"

   She rocked her hips again, and her hands squeezed his ass cheeks.  This
time she let him do all the pushing, and he felt her skin give way,
slightly.  She let out a long, deep moan, rocked again, and his penis sunk
deeper.

   "Oh, penetration, sweet penetration," she moaned, and pulled on his ass.
He pushed, digging in with his knees, and his penis swam deeper into the
heat and wetness.  Her nails dug into his ass.  "Skinny little ass..." she
muttered.  "Work it, Lucas, work it!"

   He surged forward, bracing her shoulders with his arm.  His cock slipped
in then.  It was like the dam burst.  His cock simply slipped full into her
until his hairless balls stopped it.  The result was electric.  Aunt
Soo-Hyun heaved against him and cried out.  "Oh God!  GOD!" She moaned. 
"Don't you--don't stop!  Oh, work that thing!  Keep it going!  We're in! 
Don't stop now!"

   The caged beast was going wild, ripping, tearing, devouring.  Lucas
wanted to devour Aunt Soo-Hyun.  He dug his hands into the mattress and
pulled himself against it, giving himself leverage to drill his penis as
far into Aunt Soo-Hyun as it could go.  All those days of masturbating
flashed through his mind and it was nothing, nothing, compared to this.

   He looked down at her as he thrust his cock into her pussy.  She had
this look on her face like a mixture of puzzlement and being troubled, even
as she thrust her hips into him so hard that her ass bounced on the bed.

   "Ohhhh Lucas," she moaned, "we shouldn't be doing this..." But then she
grabbed his ass and pulled, so that his thrusts were even stronger.  He was
thoroughly burrowed inside her.  Her feet splayed outward to accommodate
his skinny little hips.  Her left foot knocked something off a dresser.  It
broke, but they spared it no comment.

   "We shouldn't do this Lucas!" She said, but then raked her fingers down
his back.  "But it's so good, so ...  GOOD...  oh, Lucas, baby, so good..."


   She pushed his shoulder, rolled him over so he was on his back, and then
she quicly restraddled him.  She slammed her vagina down on his hips and
ground herself against him desperately until she found his joint, and eased
it back into her pussy.

   "You're a natural..." she moaned, "oh, Lucas, you're a natural...when a
woman goes on top you KNOW you're fucking hot...  oh baby you're so hot..."


   He was as deep as he could go.  She thrashed against him, her breasts
swaying in the dark.  He reached up and squeezed them, and she moaned
fiercely and ground her pussy against him.  Lucas rolled her back onto her
back.  She let out a little squeal of pleasure, and then he was on top of
her again, parting her legs, thrusting with his penis, and then he was
inside again, his ass bucking fiercely against her hips, making her bounce.


   "Oh God, oh GOD..." she cried, into his chest.  Her arms were wrapped
against his back, and then she grabbed his ass, and pumped it into her. 
The beast in Lucas was in full frenzy, getting to the bone now, snapping
it, roaring....

   "Lucas!" Aunt Soo-Hyun moaned, breathlessly.  "You know about .... 
sperm, don't you?  You know about sperm?"

   "Yeah...  yeah..." he said, thrusting himself into her.  The feel of her
smooth body writhing and pumping against him was overcoming him.  The caged
beast was frothing at the mouth

   "Good," she said, "good...  oh baby, BABY...  we shouldn't be doing
this, we shouldn't be doing this, this is so wrong, baby, oh, Lucas, oh
LUCAS, so WRONG but so RIGHT...  I wanted it so much, so much ever since I
saw you..."

   "Me too," he breathed, into her ear, as his swollen joint probed inside
her.  "Oh I wanted it...  there's this photo of you...  I'm so glad you
wanted to do this...I can't believe it, I can't believe it..."

   "Oh FUCK, Lucas, I swear I wanted it the moment I saw you...  LUCAS, I'm
coming Lucas, I'm gonna...  I'm coming, Lucas, oh, baby, this is so wrong,
we should stop, we should stop, we can't DO this, oh GOD, oh Jesus Lucas
you don't listen you're just going faster, you're so BIG, oh FUCK, that's
big, Lucas, how can you--oh...OH!  I'm gonna come!  Lucas!  OH GOD...  OH
GOD..."

   "Soo-Hyun, Soo-Hyun..."

   "Oh we shouldn't--OH GOD--OH GOD--OH GOD...!"

   Then her vagina was trembling against his shaft, and her entire body was
squeezing him, pulling him close, so he couldn't have pulled out if he
wanted -- and he didn't want to.  The caged beast wanted him to put his
cream as deep inside her as he could.  Lucas had that sensation that he had
to pee, and so he pushed as hard as he could, and then he was coming inside
her, coming so hard it hurt.  Aunt Soo-Hyun's mouth was stretched wide in a
silent orgasmic scream.  His cock just kept leaping around inside her. 
Lucas's body was on fire.

   "Lucas!  LUCAS!" She finally managed.  "Oh God, you're coming!  Oh God,
keep it in...  no, take it out!  Oh wait!  Not yet OH GOD OH FUCK COME
INSIDE ME...  no, out, this is wrong...  oh Lucas, take it out!"

   She pushed him, hard, and Lucas pulled his penis out of her vagina.  It
emerged with a pop and then sperm was everywhere, still erupting from him,
splaying across her belly.  She reached up and stroked him, drawing more
out.

   "Oh Lucas, you bad boy, you baaaad boy, I told you you couldn't come
inside me...  I told you..."

   He crashed down beside her, however, and she was kissing him deeply. 
"That was so wrong, but it was so good," she said.  "So fucking good I
can't believe it.  So good...  but you IDIOT, you came inside me, I told
you not to!"

   "I didn't know what that meant!"

   "Oh sweetie..."

   They rested for a while there, cleaned up the best they could, and crept
out the way they came.  She went back to her room and laid down with Uncle
Pete, and Lucas went to his bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

   When he woke up there was a commotion.  Uncle Tom had found that the top
of his camper was open.

   "Nothing's gone," he said, "but I think someone spent the night in the
bed!  Can you believe that?  Broke my photo of ma and pa.  And look what
else I found!" He held up a pair of panties.  "Not that I'd mind having
whatever wore THIS in my bed!" Aunt Chloe delivered him a kick.

   Lucas looked away and bit his hand.  He recognized the panties as
belonging to Aunt Soo-Hyun.  They made brief eye contact and her eyes
danced playfully.

   "Soo-Hyun," Uncle Pete said, "you were outside last night.  Did you see
anything strange?"

   She smiled at him.  The fight was evidently over.  "Not at all," she
said.  "Sorry." She had a dreamy way about her.  She flashed a look at
Lucas and arched an eyebrow.  "Oops," she mouthed.

   A couple days later it was time to say goodbye.  Lucas and Aunt Soo-Hyun
were never able to replay that night, though they tried.  Uncle Tom was
spending nights back in the RV, the cabin was too full, and what's more,
there was always someone up.  One night Aunt Soo-Hyun did manage to get to
his bedside, but only for a moment as someone else woke up to go to the
bathroom.

   "I want you inside me again," she whispered.

   "I can't tell you how much I want to do it again," he said.

   "We will," she said, kissing him.  "We will."

   It was a couple months later in October that word came back from the
doctor that Soo-Hyun was pregnant.  She broke the news to Pete when he came
home from work, and he threw his arms around her.

   "What a surprise!" He said.  "But a good one!"

   "You'll be a wonderful father.  I know it," Soo-Hyun said.

   Later they called their families.  Pete called his oldest brother, Greg
- Lucas's father -- last.  Greg had a dirty mind, and the moment Pete broke
the news Greg did what he hadn't done yet, which was count backwards from
the due date.

   "I'll be damned," Greg said.  "That's the cabin trip.  Now how in the
hell did you pull that off in the cabin, you dirty dog!  Holy cow!  I'm
impressed!"

   Soo-Hyun saw Pete's face go slack.  She saw him sputter into the phone,
and then heard him say, "The cabin was it?  Well, you know me!  I'll git
'er done any way, any how!"

   When he hung up the phone, however, Pete looked stunned.  He went to the
calendar without saying a word and stared at it for a long time.  When he
turned away from it he looked very, very troubled.  He looked at Soo-Hyun,
opened his mouth, and closed it.  She could see what he was thinking.  They
hadn't had sex at the cabin.

   Soo-Hyun walked over to him and took his hand and put it on her belly.
"I love you, you know that?" She said.

   Pete nodded absently.  He pulled his hand away.

   "So," Soo-Hyun said, "that was quite a talk with Greg.  Is he doing
well?"

   "Yes," Pete said.  "I guess."

   "That's nice.  And what," Soo-Hyun said, rubbing her belly, "has our
favorite nephew Lucas been doing?"