Hots for Uncle [Eeyore & sunbeams]
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				Title: <strong>Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 05:05:59</strong>
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				After finishing her first year at college, she decided to take the summer off and move back in with her parents. Her room was left mostly in tact, which made moving in all the easier. Soon after she had settled down, her uncle arrived, who was also going to spend the summer there. Wynne Stephenson liked hanging out with her uncle, it was always fun and relaxed. Not to mention she had developed a crush on him when she was younger and it never really wore off.<br>&nbsp;<br>It was late June and she was turning nineteen years old. Wynne had asked her uncle if he'd go camping with her for her birthday, and he agreed. They had found a great spot right next to a river that looked as clear as glass. It was a warm night, save for the occasional cool breeze that swept through the trees. The spot was far enough away from the city that the sky was as clear as it could be, cloudy and filled with stars. They had set up camp quickly and the sun was starting to fade from view.<br>&nbsp;<br>Wynne shed her sweater and tossed it over by the tent, the fire flickering against her pale skin. A bright blue tank top with yellow stripes clung to her slender body, revealing an inch of skin below the hem and then her shorts started. They traveled half way down her thigh and then ended, her smooth legs glowing in the light. "It's a gorgeous night," she told her uncle, grinning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-12-2010, 18:12:26</strong>
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				Richard Stepheneson was still on the bright side of 40, a few years younger then his older brother. He was the freebird of the family, never having settled down or ever gotten a real job. He loved the outdoors and constantly worked seasonal jobs, from hiking and camping and rafting and skiing and the like, living life to its fullest. Now in his late 30's, he was still a handsome man, with a toned, lean body and dark hair and eyes. He had been more then happy to take Wynne camping, glad she wanted to enjoy the outdoors and take a break from the city life. His brother was the opposite of him of course, married with children, working a white collar job and the like. It had been a few years since he had last visited and he had to admit that Wynne had grown up.<br><br>He wasn't able to avoid letting his eyes roam down her breasts, her bared stomach, and then her thighs as she pulled her sweater off. He was safe knowing that the firelight dancing on his face kept his eyes in shadow, but he knew he should be ashamed of looking at her like that.<br><br>"Every night is a wonderful night to spend under the stars." He says, leaning back against the log. "Nothing better then to sit around a campfire and enjoy a few cold ones." He smiles over at her, reaching into the cooler to pull out a cold beer. "You know, you can have one - I won't tell your father. Hell, we were both drinking long before we were your age!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 04:46:49</strong>
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				Neat blonde dreads that smelled faintly of vanilla and clove were pulled into a loose bun on her head, a pair of chopsticks shoved through the bun and holding it in place. A few strands hung and framed her face and tickled her neck. She took him up on his offer of beer and got up, bending over and grabbing a beer from the cooler. Sitting back down, she popped the top and chugged about half of it before setting it down, obviously not savoring the acrid flavor.<br>&nbsp;<br>"I was drinking long before I was this age, too!" she laughed, rolling her vivid green eyes before looking over to the slow paced river, stunned by how amazingly clear it was. Wynne drank the rest of her beer, shivering slightly as she felt her throat and stomach warm up. "It's pretty awesome you're staying with us for the Summer. You are the only family member I actually enjoy hanging out with, after all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 22:55:48</strong>
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				Richard grinned and settled back, enjoying his own beer as it warmed his stomach. Nothing beat hanging out under the stars, getting comfortable, with pleasant company and a brewski. He was glad that she wasn't adverse to drinking - lord knows how old he was when he had his first beer! Not that he was an alcoholic, it was just part of the lifestyle he had chosen to live at such a young age.<br><br>"You're certainly no stranger to a beer, but then nor was I by the time I hit your age." He offers her a warm smile at her compliment. "Oh yeah? Well I am glad you enjoy the fine company as much as I do. Nothing like getting away from it all for a night like tonight."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sunbeams</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 08:41:37</strong>
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				Wynne didn't drink too often, maybe once or twice a month, if not none at all. She chugged the second half of her beer, plugging her nose while she did it, setting the empty can down. Unable to stand just drinking a little bit every so often, she figured the best way was just to take it all as fast as possible.<br>&nbsp;<br>"It's such a beautiful night, too. The sky is so bright, you can see so many more stars here than in the city," she mused, staring into the sky before going to grab her second beer, still feeling the warmth of the other one. Wynne looked to her uncle, smile on her face. "How've you been?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hots for Uncle [Eeyore &amp; sunbeams]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>14-01-2011, 02:15:18</strong>
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				"Slow down there champ, otherwise you'll be puking your guts all night." He says with a chuckle as he watches her chug her beer and grab for another. He drank his a little more slowly, savoring the taste a little, letting the buzz slowly start to build. Long gone were the days where he drank to get as drunk as possible. He knew there was more fun then getting drunk. He also hated the hangover and puking. He still got a hangover from time to time, but a fresh brew of coffee was enough to cure it in the morning. <br><br>Her smile was warming though and he had soon finished his beer, cracking open another. "You know me, wild Uncle Ritchie....one with nature, living with the wolves." He laughed aloud at his own joke. "Just shooting the breeze like always, living carefree as can be. How about you - gonna join the working world soon?"
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