I moved my brunette long and wavy hair to the left side of my shoulder and straightened my skirt before entering my uncle's office. Yes, I am dressed in the cutest way possible; I am wearing a hot pink summer dress that is quite short, well I know that if I bent down a bit; my private area would be seen very clearly. As usual, I didn't wear anything else underneath my dress.
Last week was the first time I met my uncle. He and my mother hadn't spoken for many years; so, it was quite a coincidence that they bumped into one another at the mall. My uncle is a car agent, well, actually he owns the agency, and so, this is why I actually came here. I had been begging my mother for centuries to get me a car, but they just wouldn't. My parents are against technology; other than the fact that they (me too) are vegetarians, they think that getting a car would cause too much damage to the earth's atmosphere. Just remembering the reports, charts and graphs they piled me with after telling them that I was desperately in need of a car for my Freshman year of college, had just already made me cry. Yes, my little puppy expression didn't work, and worst of all, I had been crying and piling my room with Kleenex and they didn't care, not to mention that this had been going on for a year. Finally, last week my uncle saved my life, he told my mother that he had environmentally friendly cars for sale, and told my mother that he would give us the lowest price possible. So, this is why I came, I came to pick an "Environmentally Friendly Car."
I knocked the door, and I heard my uncle say, " Come in please."
Well, my uncle isn't at all an attractive man; he is probably one and a half head shorter than me, well at least this is how it looks like when I am wearing my D&G high sandals. He is bald and kind of chubby, what I must say is that, he doesn't look very innocent. When I entered, he was smoking his cigar, and when I entered, I remember the expression in his face. His eyes were squinted; he put his cigar down, bit his lips, and then positioned himself straightly. Then he said, "Oh, oh! You are…you are"
" Hi Uncle Bob, do you remember me? I am Kelly, um, Yana's daughter?"
" Oh, of course I remember you dear! Oh, Wow! Come over here so Uncle Bob can see you." He said it in quite a teasing way that kind of scared me, but on the other hand, it kind of turned me on; I sometimes liked feeling a bit naughty.
I walked towards him, and when I did, he took my hand and was feeling and rubbing it, trying to be friendly. " Kelly, so how have you been? How is Yana? Why don't you tell me everything?" Suddenly, he pulled me down and sat me on his laps. I was feeling extremely awkward, but there was this sensational feeling when he rubbed my hands that gave me some naughty desires.
"Well, Mommy is okay. I came here to see if you had any environmentally friendly cars, remember?"
" Oh, sure I do, sure I do Kelly." Suddenly, I felt his hand playing with the right side of my breast, rubbing the side of it. I wasn't sure if he was doing something bad, or it was just a friendly type of gesture that people do. Well, somehow, I liked it.
