" I turned to go back inside and she followed. "I'm going to have some real breakfast, and then I've got a camper to pick up." I looked around to make...sure nobody could overhear, and dropped my voice to a near whisper. "And if you're going to come with me on this little trip, you've got some plans to make: mail? lawn company? etcetera? We're leaving soon."She shook her head. "There's no 'etcetera.' I need to do the mail and lawn, but that's it. I can do the lawn guys online. If you can stop for. After quickly wiping my hands on a dishtowel, I tossed it on the counter and eagerly went to answer her call.The bedroom was lit by candlelight. Standing by the bed with her hands held innocently behind her back, Abby was dressed in soft white satin and lace that contrasted beautifully with her golden skin. A translucent white robe hung loose around her shoulders, framing her sexy body. Her breasts were emphasized by the lacy cups of a white bustier that presented them proudly. Around her waist. “Hi, I’m Ashley! You must be Uncle Jim. Jennifer has told me a lot about you!”“All good, I hope!”Ashley giggled and as she did, her tits bounced in rhythm. Her breasts were quite large, and the small white tank top that she was wearing did little to contain them. I could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra because her pouty nipples were already aroused and poking through. I realized how badly I just wanted to reach out and grab one of those nipples between my fingers, but I didn’t think that. What he wound up writing were somewhat short erotic stories based on his, or someone else's experiences which had been related to him. For the most part, the stories were based on true incidents, and while some of the sex did happen, there was some fantasy sex incorporated into the stories.He submitted his stories to a website. The stories were rated by the readers and received average ratings. Some of the raters submitted e-mail comments back to him. Most of the comments were complimentary,.