Tim sat at the table, listening to all the lies, bullshit stories wishing they'd all just shut up or die. It was like this every time the family got together and he never knew why. The only reason they bothered coming was to score points with Grandfather, hoping he'd leave them a larger portion of his vast estate and millions of dollars.
Grandfather was a master at playing the stock market and over the span of his very long life; he was one of the richest men in the county. His estate was over one thousand ackers and next to the biggest wildlife park in the state. That, with his large amount of money, brought the entire family out of the woodwork every 4th of July without fail.
Grandfather had three children, Jen, Becky and Carl. Each child had six or more kids of there own and they were spoiled rotten. It could be very hectic around the house with kids whining about this, that or the other, but Tim always ran off with Raven.
He truly hated coming because of the family, but loved his Grandfather and liked getting out of the smelly city for a week. Being at Grandfathers was like being in another world. It was so quiet at night; it was hard to sleep the first night or two. No police sirens, gunfire or boomboxs rattling the house, it was so nice. Tim always hated to leave.
'So, Tim. You're done with high school, what's next?' Grandfather asked Tim with a large smile as he puffed on his cigar.
Tim smiled with pride looking back to the man he admired so much, hoping his life would turn out just as well. 'I'm off to college next fall,' he smiled looking to see a few of his spoiled, snobby cousins giving him dirty looks. 'I'll be coming down here,' he smiled bigger, making sure to look at each cousin. 'I'm going to state. I got a scholarship.' Tim smiled bigger, knowing that not one single cousin had the brains to go to college, let alone get a scholarship.
Grandfather slapped the table and the biggest smile covered his wrinkled face. 'Damn good! I'm proud of you, boy. I knew you'd be the one with the brains in the family!' he laughed out, seeing so many looks of envy, he had to laugh harder. Not one of his spoiled grandchildren, were half as good as Tim.
'Thank you, sir.' Tim smiled back to Grandfather. 'With me being this close, I'll be able to come by on the weekends to see you and Raven,' he added, wondering where she was. They'd been there all morning and not sign of her yet.
'That will be nice.' Grandfather replied, knowing the real reason that Tim would be coming by and it wouldn't be to see him. 'I'm sure Raven will be very, very happy to find that out. She's been talking about you day and night for the past two weeks and the things she has planned for you and her to do,' the old man smiled, thinking of his grandson Tim with his daughter Raven and all the fun they had together.
Raven was the product of an affair Grandfather had many years ago and hated by every single person in the family, except for Tim. She was half the age of grandfathers other children and acted as if she was still a teenager. Raven was different; everyone said she had a mild case of brain damage and thought that her mother was on drugs while carrying her. But it didn't matter; Tim loved her so much and always looked forward to spending a week hanging out with her.
Tim just smiled thinking of his beautiful Aunt, and couldn't wait to see her. They always had so much fun exploring the woods, talking and just being together, but the last three summers things started to change. She'd sneak into his room after everyone went to bed, wearing nothing but a small shirt and a very tiny pair of panties. They'd talk long into the night, hugging each other, sometimes talking about their dreams and other times, nothing particular, just enjoying each other. Many times, they'd fall asleep in each others arms. Sometimes Tim wondered about his feelings for her. He knew that she was his Aunt and that they had the same blood running through their bodies, but she excited him so much.
'Where is she? I can't wait to see her.' Tim said giving his mother a quick look, seeing her scowl at him. He knew his mother hated him running through the woods and spending so much time with Raven, but he didn't care. She was the only reason he liked coming here.
Grandfather laughed, took a drink of his whiskey and reached to give Tim a slap on the back. 'She was up before the sun and said she had to get a few more things ready for you. I haven't seen her since,' the old man smiled, watching Tim's mother, his daughter, giving the boy a dirty look. 'I'm sure she'll be back soon. She's supposed to check in by noon and it's about that time,' he added pouring him another glass of whiskey and relit his cigar.
'I don't want you disappearing all week, Tim. Every time we come down you spend every waking hour with her,' Tim's mother said with a cool voice, thinking of him running through the woods with Raven, doing who knows what with her.
'Oh hell, Jen! Leave him alone. You know damn well those two love each other more than all of you people put together!' Grandfather snapped at his daughter, knowing what she was thinking and it pissed him off. He wasn't absolutely sure about it, but if Tim and Raven were messing around, it didn't bother him. He'd never seen two people love each other so much in his life.
'Don't yell at me,' Tim's mother said looking to her father. 'It's up to me what he does and where he goes,' she added thinking of Tim with the woman she hated so much and if they were doing the unthinkable.
'Well, let me think,' Grandfather said with a smile, scratching his chin, giving Tim a wink. 'Isn't he eighteen now?' he asked watching his daughter getting angrier with each word. 'And, I do believe this is my place and I make the rules,' he smiled bigger as he looked at everyone sitting at the massive table, knowing they were only there for his money and couldn't wait for the day that he died. 'If he wants to run wild with Raven all week, he will and there will be nothing said about it!' Grandfather said in a voice everyone one knew very well and that the conversation was now over.
'Tim, I went and got her a new toy a few months back.' Grandfather said with a laugh. 'I got her one of them 4-wheelers. I've never seen her have so much before. She hasn't put her cute little ass on that ol' motorcycle since and I'm so glad,' he added with a long sigh of relief. He hated her riding the motorcycle, but didn't have the heart to take it from her.
'Oh cool!' Tim replied thinking of how much fun they were going to have. He didn't like riding the motorcycle either, but it was fun holding on to his very beautiful Aunt. 'I bet she loves it,' he added remembering all the commercials he'd seen on the TV.
'Dad!' Jen yelled looking to her father in shock. 'I don't think you should be talking about your daughters' ass being cute. That's not normal,' she said shaking her head in disgust at his words.
He just laughed at her. 'Why not? She has the cutest, little ass I've ever seen in my life, you're just jealous of her, and you know it.' Grandfather laughed, giving Tim another slap, wondering if he'd been with Raven.
