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Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie. 

Copyright 2010 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to
asstr.org.  Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting the
author via asstr.org. 

If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story
dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading it. 

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Sunday, 9 August 2015 

Blrrrrpt!  Blrrrrpt!   

What's that noise?  And what kind of insect is on my neck? 

Swat! 

"Ouch, Uncle George!  I was just giving you a 'Good Morning' raspberry." 

"I'm sorry, Honey.  I forgot where I was and that my favorite little love
monster was with me." 

"Glad I still had my gown on - that would have hurt on bare skin." 

"Still in your gown and only doing raspberries seems very tame for you." 

"Only because the Room Service is in the hall with breakfast." 

"Breakfast?" 

"Yes, Uncle George.  The lawyer's office called 20 minutes ago, so I called
Room Service." 

"Lawyer's office?  On Sunday?" 

"Yes, Mr. Chung called to ask if you could sign more stuff before the
courts open tomorrow.  Then he asked if you wanted to adopt me since Daddy
and Mommy both had you as guardian.  If you do, you also need to sign the
adoption papers - and I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY NEW DADDY!" 

"OK, Honey.  Did Mr. Chung give a time?" 

"He said any time today, but the sooner you sign the papers, the sooner
they can start notifying Mommy's family and getting the court date set." 

"How did he know I was interested in adopting you?" 

"I might have given him a 'suggestion' over the phone." 

"Might have?  You didn't tell me you could do mind tricks over the phone!" 

"I didn't know I could either, but maybe it's stronger when there's
something I really, really want." 

Knock! Knock!   

"Room Service." 

Click! 

"Please come in - and thank you again." 

"You're welcome, sir." 

Click! 

"Uncle George." 

"Yes, Molly?" 

"Eat breakfast and shave before you put on your shirt.  Yesterday you got
honey on one shirt and aftershave on the other one." 

"Thank you, Molly.  I'll try to be a little neater today." 

Is this a six year old that I'm to care for or is this a small angel who'll
be caring for me?  Or maybe some of each?  Whatever it is, I plan to enjoy
every minute of it! 

"Uncle George?" 

"Yes, Honey." 

"Why are you looking at me like that?  Am I doing something funny that
makes you smile like that?" 

"No, Molly.  I'm looking at you the way people look at wonderful gifts that
come into their lives.  I'm smiling because it makes me happy just being
with you." 

"You mean you don't want to kiss me or rub my butt any more?" 

"No, I mean I'll love you just as much if you decide that you don't want to
do those things any more - but life will be more fun and exciting if you
want to do them." 

"Do you really mean that??" 

"Do you have a magic word?" 

"I love you so much, Uncle George!" 

"And I love you, Molly!" 

"Then hurry up and eat and get dressed so you can sign the papers to be MY
NEW DADDY!" 

"Maybe you should also get dressed while I shave?" 

"OOPS!  I forgot I was in my gown." 

"Remember, we need to look like a sad man and his sad little niece." 

"OK.  I remember what sad looks like - but it's really hard when I'm with
you!" 

"Maybe if you lick this sour lemon lollipop?" 

"YUCK!  It's really sour!" 

"When you start feeling happy or kissy-faced, just take a lick and no one
else will know." 

"Daddy was right - you do know how to fix everything." 

Yet another taxi - what's Albert doing on early shift? 

"Good morning, sir.  The desk said you might need another trip with wait
and return." 

"Thank you, Albert, but I can't afford to let the meter run or to tip you
enough for this." 

"Not a problem, sir.  Your brother loaned me the money - interest free - to
buy my first cab when no one else had faith in me.  He gave me advice on
smart money use and good investments.  I now own 30 cabs and provide a
number of drivers with a good living.  I'm just paying the interest on that
loan." 

"Thank you, Albert.  We're going to the lawyer's office: Smith, Brown,
Smith, and Chung." 

+Uncle George?  Do you think he went to the park on his own?  That I can't
make suggestions to people I can't touch? 

+Can you hear my mind, Molly? 

+Yes. 

+I think it might be a combination of things.  He wanted to give something
back and you gave him a way to do that. 

+OK. 

"Mr. Wilson?  We're here.  I'll be back in two hours and we'll go somewhere
the little one will like." 

"Thank you, Albert" 

+What did he mean, 'somewhere I'll like'? 

+I don't know, Honey.  We'll just have to wait. 

"Do you remember where the lawyer's office is?" 

"What's the name?" 

"Smith, Brown, Smith, and Chung." 

"The directory says two hundred eleven, but the building only has six
floors!" 

"How else can you read that number?" 

"Two eleven or twenty-one one?" 

"Then where is the office?" 

"Floor two, room eleven?" 

"Very good, smart girl." 

"You're always teaching me things, like Daddy did.  Did you teach him
things, too?" 

"Yes, Honey.  I taught him subtraction, long division, how to throw a curve
ball..." 

"How to do a wheelie on a motorcycle?" 

"Yes, that too - but he wasn't very good at it." 

Ding! 

"OK, Molly, elevator up." 

"I want to push the button!" 

"OK.  You know the floor." 

"Uncle George, there's no '2' button!  There's 'one' and 'eleven' and 'one
hundred eleven' and ..  Oh, that's '1' and '2' and '3'.  Why did they use
those funny numbers?" 

"Those are Roman numerals which you probably haven't been shown yet at
school." 

"Will you show me?" 

"I will later, when we have time." 

+Here's another sour lemon lollipop to help you look sad while we're here.
It's OK to sit next to me or hold my hand, but sitting in my lap will get a
'candlestick' if you're not properly sad. 

+OK. 

"Good morning, Mr. Wilson." 

"Good morning, Mr. Chung." 

"Please come in and sit down, Mr. Wilson.  Molly, there are books, puzzles,
and games at the green table, if you'd like to explore them.  If you'd
rather sit by your uncle, I understand." 

+He's nice. 

"Mr. Wilson, if you can look at these papers..."  

+Yes, he is.  But please let me get all the instructions before you
interrupt me again. 

+Sorry, Uncle George.  I understand. 

"I'm sorry to interrupt, Mr. Chung.  Molly looks as though she might be on
the verge of another crying spell.  Molly, do you want to get a book and
then come sit by me?" 

"Yes, Uncle George." 

"OK, let's get back to the paperwork." 

"As I was saying, Mr. Wilson, California adoption practices are strongly
influenced by the wishes of a child's natural parents.  In Molly's case,
both parents have you as Molly's guardian, so you become first choice as an
adoptive parent.  We do need to check with her late mother's family to see
if anyone there wants to contest the adoption.  There is a 21 day
notification/waiting period, where we and the courts will attempt to
contact all known family members.  Do you have names and numbers?" 

"I don't have them all, but Daniel and Molly were researching her family
tree and I'm sure the information is on Daniel's computer." 

"Then if you'll sign these three forms, we'll start the paperwork through
the courts first thing tomorrow.  When do you think you could have the
other information?" 

"We can go by the house today and I can email it to you." 

"Very good.  Send it to mchung@sbsclaw.com." 

"Molly.  Molly." 

"Where are we, Uncle George?" 

"We're in Mr. Chung's office.  You've been asleep." 

"That's why it didn't seem such a long time!" 

"Want to find out what Albert's surprise is?" 

"Yes!" 

"Mr. Wilson.  I don't think Molly could have better care than you give." 

"Thank you. Mr. Chung." 

"Molly, can you find the button for floor '1'?" 

"Uncle George, you're silly!  Of course I can find it!!" 

"Albert, where's your cab?" 

"This is one of my 10 limos.  I thought Molly might like to ride in a
stretch Hummer." 

"Uncle George!  Uncle George!" 

"Yes, Molly?" 

"That's the kind of car Hannah Montana rode in!" 

"Albert thought you might like to ride in it.  Was he right?" 

"Yes. YES. YES!" 

"Where are we going, Albert?" 

"Rinconada Park.  I have a section reserved and supplies for a cookout -
and a swimsuit I think will fit Molly." 

"Cookout?  With hot dogs and cheeseburgers?  And swimming??" 

"Yes, Molly.  My daughters loved going to the park when they were your age
- my granddaughters still do - and I thought you might also.  The swimsuit
belongs to my granddaughter Anna; she's about your size." 

"Oh, yes yes yes YES!" 

+Candlestick!  OK to hug Albert, but only a peck on the cheek. 

+Sorry, Uncle George.  I forgot - but it's going to be so much fun!  Can we
do kissy-face when we get back to the hotel? 

+If you're not so tired I have to carry you up to bed... 

+If I'm asleep, can I sleep in your bed?  And both of us sleep naked? 

+We'll see... 

Two hours in the pool and on the slide, then two hot dogs and a
cheeseburger, then Albert has Molly open the door in the back seat of the
limo... 

"It's a fridge!  And it has all kinds of ice cream in it!  Chocolate for
you, Uncle George, mint chocolate chip for me.  Who's the strawberry for?
Is that your favorite, Mister Albert?" 

"Yes, Molly, strawberry is my favorite." 

"How did you know our favorites?" 

"I called your Uncle George while you were asleep at the lawyer's office.
Sir, if you want Molly to have a shower before she falls asleep, I have a
key to the family shower here." 

"Thank you, Albert.  I think this is a day she will remember for a long
time." 

"Molly, time to get your clothes and a fresh towel.  You can get a shower
before we go back to the hotel." 

"But I don't want to!" 

+It's a family shower.  We can lock the door and do a little kissy-face.
If we don't do it now, you'll be asleep before we get back to the hotel. 

+OK, as long as there's some kissy-face. 

"Molly, to the shower." 

"You sound just like my Daddy!" 

"Then I must be doing something right." 

+Which shower, Honey? 

+The key has a '3' on it. 

+Then try that door. 

+Candlestick!! 

+Why?? 

+Wait 'til I close the door before you take off your swimsuit. 

+But I can't wait to kissy-face! 

+Shower first. 

+Darn! 

" This is an old park and the handles may be too high for you.  Can you
reach them, Molly? " 

"No, Uncle George.  Will you set the water not-too-hot?" 

"How's that?" 

"Just right." 

+Can you sound like a kid who doesn't want to shower? 

+But I really like taking a shower - Daddy always let me shower, but Mommy
made me take baths in the tub.  I'll try to not like it. 

"You're supposed to wash, not just rinse.  There's a reason we brought soap
and shampoo." 

"You're mean!" 

"No, just acting like a parent." 

+Wash my back? 

+Back out of the shower so I don't get soaked.  Use the washcloth or my
hands? 

+Your hands - and touch all the good places! 

+We need more "don't want to shower" words to justify the time we're in
here. 

"Molly, the soap goes on you, not just the washcloth!" 

"OK!!" 

+I love your hands on my butt.  It's even better when it's wet!  Can we
shower together at the hotel? 

+I'd rather be in the tub with you, but we can shower if you want. 

"Finish rinsing and dry off." 

"I'm drying off." 

"Don't you put dry clothes on that wet body!  Come here and I'll finish
drying you off!" 

+Kiss me, Uncle George!  And rub all the good feeling places! 

+I can only rub two places at a time because I only have two hands. 

+Then rub and squeeze my butt with both hands! 

+OK, Dyson.  Let me have my tongue back and I can do your nipples. 

+Only for a minute. 

Beautiful, naked, Molly.  And you want to share pleasure with me.  If your
tongue was just a little longer, I wouldn't lose suction on it and make
those odd sounds. 

"You're too rough!" 

"You're too squirmy." 

+Candlestick! 

+No!!! 

+Yes.  Time to go.  Remember to thank Albert, but only a hug and a peck on
the cheek. 

"Pick up your towel." 

"But it's wet!" 

"You're the one who threw it on the shower floor." 

"OK!" 

+You did very well, Honey. 

+Thank you, Uncle George. 

"Will you carry me, Uncle George?  It's a long way back to the car." 

"OK, Molly.  I suspect you'll be asleep before we get that far." 

+Then rub my butt while we walk. 

+OK, little love monster. 

"Is she already asleep, sir?" 

"Yes, Albert.  I'm glad you thought ahead for the shower.  Here's the key."


"I often carried my kids from the shower. With the difficult times Molly
has had, I'm not surprised that a fun day ran her down so quickly." 

"Thank you again, Albert." 

"You're most welcome, sir." 

Back in the room.  I didn't promise that she could sleep with me, but she
really seemed to want it.  She doesn't respond to removal of any of her
clothes - she's a limp as she was last night.  I wonder... She's already
had adult entry in her backdoor.  Dare I try it?  What if she wakes up?  It
will be the first time I've done something without asking her - but she did
want both of us naked... 

There's some lotion in the toiletries the hotel provides.  It smells and
feels gentle enough.  Rub some around and into that little puckered hole.
Rub some on my unbendable erection - it's never been this hard before.
It's incredible how thinking about this has affected me. 

+Then stop thinking and do it! 

"You're awake?" 

"Since you started rubbing lotion on my butt.  I love it when you put your
finger inside!  Put your thing in!!" 

"Look at me, Honey.  Is mine bigger or smaller than Jack's?" 

"It's a little bigger, but I have 'candlestick' if it hurts too much.  You
call me 'Honey' and are worried that it will hurt - I love you, Uncle
George!" 

"I love you too, Molly.  Let's have you stand over me and squat down to
take it in.  Then you can control how far and how fast it goes." 

"OOOOH, Uncle George!  It's BIG!" 

"Slow and gentle, Honey.  Don't do anything that hurts." 

"I thought it would feel good with you, but I didn't know that it would be
this good!!" 

"Slow down.  You may be as far as you can go." 

"But I want to take all of it!" 

"Not if it might hurt you!  Move up and then back down slowly.  I'll keep
my hand around it so you won't go any deeper than it is now." 

"Do I have to?" 

"Just try it - about five times up and down." 

"Oh, alright. One.  Two.  Feels like I gotta poop!" 

"You know it's not poop.  You're just full of uncle." 

"Three.  Four.  I like this feeling.  Do I have to stop at five?" 

"No, you can keep going for a while.  But eventually the skin will get raw
from being rubbed, so I may stop you before you want to stop.  We can do
more tomorrow." 

"I don't ever want to stop!  I love having part of you inside me!!" 

"I love the feeling too, Honey, but I don't want you so sore tomorrow that
you walk funny - people will wonder what I'm doing to you." 

"Sixteen.  Seventeen.  I'm getting tingly in my front.  Do I need to go
pee?" 

"No, Molly, that's a good feeling that happens when we do certain things.
It doesn't always happen for someone as young as you, but we'll do it a
little longer.  Remember, I don't want you to be sore." 

"Eighteen.  Nineteen.  Twenty.  Now it tingles in my nipples and my front!
Does it get better?" 

"It might.  We'll go 10 more and then stop." 

"Twenty-one.  Twenty-tooooh!  It feels like I need to pee really bad!!" 

"Keep going, Honey." 

"Twenty-three.  Twenty-foooooh!  It's getting stronger!" 

"Go faster, Honey!" 

"Twenty-five.  Twenty-six.  Twenty-se..." 







"Molly?  Molly, Honey?  Molly!" 

"Why am I on my back, Uncle George?  I thought your thing was up my butt -
and the feeling just got better and better!" 

"It was, Honey, but the good feeling was so strong that you fainted." 

"Really?  I saw a fainting goat at the fair once.  Did I really just fall
down like that?  Did I fall on you?  Are you OK?" 

"Yes, Molly, you really did just fall down.  But I caught you and laid you
down on the bed, so you didn't fall on me and I'm OK."  

"Does it get better than that, Uncle George?" 

"Sometimes when making babies it might feel even better." 

"Then I think I'd die!" 

"No, Honey, you won't die - but your fainting spell might last longer." 

"I want to try making babies.  Right now!" 

"Molly, do you remember how much it hurt when Jack put his finger in your
front?" 

"It was really bad - Mommy let me stay home from school the next day
because I could barely walk." 

"Do you remember how much bigger my thing is than my finger?" 

"Yes." 

"Do you understand how much it would hurt to have something that big inside
you?" 

"I think so..." 

"So let's start small and see how much your vagina can stretch.  It may
still be a long time before we try making babies." 

"I understand, Uncle George.  You're making me wait because you love me and
don't want to hurt me." 

"I love my smart girl!" 

"I love you too, Uncle George.  How do we stretch it?" 

"We'll start with your fingers.  First pointer, then middle, then a thumb.
When you can do each of those without bleeding or hurting, we'll move up to
two fingers at a time.  When we've gone through all of your fingers, we'll
start with my fingers.  When I can get two thumbs inside you, we'll try
making babies." 

"That sounds like a long time!" 

"It probably will be.  You might be 9 or 10 years old before you're big
enough - but we can do other things until then.  Kiss me, Dyson!" 

"Oh, yes, Uncle George!  Dyson with a turbocharger!" 

"Do you know what a turbocharger is?" 

"No, but it sounds stronger!" 

"OK, start gentle and we'll do kissy-face until you go to sleep." 

"Remember to rub and squeeze my butt!" 

"Yes, master.  I will gladly rub, squeeze, pat, kiss, and now fuck that
pretty little butt almost anytime you ask." 

"What do you mean 'almost anytime'?" 

"You wanted me to rub your butt when I was carrying you back to the limo -
but you didn't see all the people trying to find out who the famous person
was and taking pictures of us.  There are some times that we just can't do
what we want to." 

"OK, Uncle George.  You always know best." 

"Can I sleep in your bed?" 

"Yes, but put on jammies or a gown - so you don't forget and let Room
Service see my Molly's private places.  They belong to us." 

"Good night, Uncle George." 

"Good night, Honey." 

Amazing - 10 seconds from saying "Good night" to fast asleep.  I hate to
cover up such beauty, but let's see if I can get a gown at least over her
head and arms.  If I were using Viagra, it's time to "seek medical help" -
a four hour erection that shows no signs of going down.  As limp as she is,
let's see if I can roll her on her side, get behind her, and get this ball
bat between her legs and against those lower lips.  So soft, so warm.  Slow
gentle strokes for as long as it lasts...  Damn!  Less than a minute - but
she's still totally out of it.  Nothing on her gown, very little on her
legs.  Warm washcloth to clean them up.  Not as good as washing her with my
hands at the park, but I am washing those beautiful private parts again.
Time to dry her off.  I probably should have something on if she wakes
early and calls Room Service before I'm awake.  Baggy gym shorts?  Good
enough, at least I'm covered. 



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