This is truly a work of fiction, none of it actually happened. I wanted a story to be plausible. Too many think huge breasts and penises make good reading. I prefer realism in the sex department.
Her name was Marindi, she was my niece. She hated that name and went by the shorter version Rindi.
She had just recently had her 18th birthday.
Rindi was five foot two, had chestnut brown hair just past shoulder length. She weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. Size, zero/one. I didnt know they made size zero clothing but found that out later.
Rindi always joked that I was her favorite uncle. I was her only uncle.
My own parents had died just five years ago, dad to a heart attack and mom from multiple organ failure from a vaccine.
When my cell phone rang. "Your sister is calling on your cellular device." I answered and said, "Hello Sheila, What's up besides the sky?"
"Roy, I need a huge favor and I'm not even sure how to ask or where to begin? Her voice sounded hopeful but worried.
"The beginning is usually the best place," I answered.
"Rindi graduated already, instead of waiting until June. She took college class credits and is done with high school, graduated with honors." Sheila informed me.
"Wow, that's great, good for her." Was my enthusiastic response.
"Did you know that colleges charge almost triple for out of state residence students?" She asked me.
At 24, I had finished college myself just a few months previously. "I did know that," I told her. I went to college not far from the house I had inherited from our parents.
"Rindi wants to go to the same college that her favorite uncle went to." Sheila said, "And since it saves a lot of money, could she stay with you and use your address?"
My sister Sheila had adopted Rindi when she was still a baby from a mother who was too young to be able to take care of her.
Sheila and I had been close forever, she was my big sis and took care of me. She was 16 when I was born. I am 24 now so she was 40 and Phil was 50.
Mom had been sick for a long time and dad acted as her nurse. That had been up until five years ago. When they both died within days of each other.
Sheila and Phil helped me to get over the grief.
When our parents died, Sheila and Phil took care of all the funeral arrangements. The inheritance and all the other things that death causes families to go through at the worst time possible.
"Of course she can," Was my immediate reply.
I drove to the airport to meet my niece in my five year old Ford Escape SUV. It's nice to have all wheel drive in winter. The airport is an hour long drive when traffic allows.
At the airport in baggage claim I was looking for my niece and noticed one girl looking a bit lost and smiling at me occasionally. She was drop dead gorgeous. Clear skin, no makeup except a light shade of pink lipstick. Shoulder length dark brown hair. Black jacket covering from her neck to her knees. Blue jeans. She resembled my niece a little bit.
Everyone was grabbing suitcases and leaving, I was getting worried, where was Rindi?
The last time I had seen her was Christmas just three months ago. She had owlish shaped glasses, colored mouth braces and acne.
Finally that very cute girl had an even bigger smile and walked towards me wheeling a big suitcase and carrying a black purse. "Don't you recognize me Uncle Roy?" Asked Rindi.
"The voice sounds a bit familiar," I joked, "But I'm looking for my niece and she has big old owl shaped pink glasses, acne and braces.
"The braces came off last week, I got contacts and a new product to clear my skin." Rindi informed me, amused at my reaction.
Rindi had been to my house with her parents twice I think, in the last five years. I had visited them every Christmas. I hate flying so I always drove.
Being my only niece, I'm sure that I spoiled Rindi with gifts of money on birthdays and holidays but really hadn't spent much time actually getting to know her.
My house, my pride and joy, bachelor living at its finest. Ranch house, single story, huge living room, comfortable nine piece leather sectional, 62 inch flat screen tv.
Dining room set up so three chairs in back and two at the heads could view the 45 acre lake out the glass window that took up the entire outside wall.
The kitchen with the island in the middle next to the stove, standing behind the island a person can reach the fridge, dishwasher, sink, cupboards, trash can and the stove without moving more than two feet in any direction. While also viewing the water.
My rec room, this one I had made my man cave, 72 inch theater tv with surround sound, eight speakers. Four theater chairs, black curtains to pull over the window making it pitch black. Pool table with five custom made house cues that cost more than the table.
Rindi was speechless. Just stood staring, I had this room fixed since the last time she was here.
Telescope on a tripod next to the window, I like birdwatching.
Next is a small room, I haven't figured a serious use for it, right now it had my camera equipment. Canon 7D with half a dozen red or gray lenses in different focal lengths. External flash packs, three of them with custom made reflective boxes for flash, I hate flash photography, preferring natural light. Two tripods, one I spent a few hundred dollars buying after a cheap one broke and I feared my camera might break also. Canon cameras are built tough so besides a few scratches it was fine.
Walls had pictures I had printed out, mostly wildlife except one stunning black and white of a young girl I had won a photo contest with.
Returning back to the living room, I showed Rindi into the spare room and realized I had a major problem.
I had purchased a custom made queen size bed with gel insert and memory foam mattress. I never used it and no one else had either. The problem, no sheets or blankets. My bed was a California King bought at the same time. All my bedding was for the King size bed.
We would need a few things for her to sleep in this room.
The room itself had the big window facing the water just like all the rooms in the house, a huge walk in closet with a full length mirror on the door. The two walls were a soft pastel blue. The ceiling was egshell white.
The bathroom was between the two bedrooms, you had to go to the hall to get into it from the guest bedroom. on the opposite side was a half bath just toilet and sink.
Ah my bedroom, Rindi just gasped when she looked around inside.
The big window of course. The walls were all mirrors. The closet doors were each full length mirrors. There was even a mirror on the ceiling above the bed.
She saw my pillow, picked it up and made a face,.."It stinks like shit! Have you crapped on it or what?"
"Umm, I actually haven't been sleeping in here, usually I just crash in my recliner or sleep on the reclining couch." I tell her, "Three of the nine pieces recline."
Guess I need a few pillows too, I started making a list, Towels, I had two, washcloths, two, hand towels also two.
By this time Rindi is having a meltdown of laughter.
In between giggles, she is trying to talk. "Unc, unc, unc, Uncle Rod, My parents always said that you were a genius but I don't think so."
I picked up the pillow and put it into her face. She pretended to gag and I let her go.
