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ill intentions. Puberty had blessed her at the ripe young age of 14 and every day he watched as her adolescent body transformed into that of a woman. Her once skinny frame had filled out perfectly in the form of a curvaceous 17 year old. Her cup size had to be around a 32C. A tight small waist gave way to a perfect round, apple-shaped ass. His lust for her was insatiable, undeniable, often he would find himself fantasizing of what it would be like to wrap his hands in her long black curls while he bent her over and fucked her from the back. Many nights he beat his dick to the thought of what it would feel like to part her thick, cream colored thighs as he slid into her pussy. What did she taste like? He wanted her to love him, for her to look up at him with admiration in her eyes while his body intermingled with hers. She had such pretty blue eyes. The same blue eyes that stared at his sister as her life slipped away. As she came closer to the house he grew anxious, all these years of wanting, waiting, it would all soon come to an end.
    ASJIAH
“What’s good A’?”
    Looking at this nigga I knew he was drunk. If I didn’t smell the liquor on his breath, the empty bottles of Bacardi Gold that lay sprawled out around his feet were a dead give away. I threw my book bag over my shoulder and shifted my weight to the other foot.
    “What’s going on?” I rolled my eyes at him and walked up the porch stairs to unlock the door. I turned around and paused staring at him through the screen; “Look, grandma ain’t here so come back later.” I didn’t want to believe it but he was staring at my thighs like he was sizing me up or something.
    “Wait up A’, I don’t have my cell on me. Can I make a quick call so my boy can come pick me up?”
CASH
    Cash was popped but he didn’t want to miss his opportunity to get her alone. He had been sitting out in this heat practically cooking for the past four hours waiting for her to come home from practice. He knew his mother wasn’t home; he had her schedule down to a science. It would be ten o’clock before she came back. That would give him plenty of time to get familiar with his stunningly attractive niece.
    There was just something about Asjiah that turned him on. In his mind, he thought deep inside she felt the same way about him but needed him to show her that he felt the same. He would let nothing stop him.
    ASJIAH
“How’d you get here?” Can’t you walk up the street and use the pay phone?”
    “Don’t you think I would’ve done that? Look, this my mother’s house. You’re just a guest. Who are you to tell me I can’t come inside to use the phone. You don’t pay no bills here. Just let me in to make the call. Damn, I don’t what’s so hard about it.”
    “I’m not trying to be disrespectful. It’s just that you’ve been drinking.” “So what? I’m a grown ass man. You don’t need to concern yourself with all that. Are you going to let me in or what?”
    I watched him almost lose his footing as he stumbled up the stairs. I knew it was pointless to argue with a wine head so I let him in the house. I thought that as my uncle I could trust him to be alone in the house with me despite him being drunk. I thought that our family ties would keep me safe. I’ve never been more wrong about anything in my entire life.
    CASH
    Right, left, right, left. Cash was hypnotized by the way her basketball shorts clung to her butt as she turned and opened the door. He could barely walk straight but his eyes worked perfectly fine as he stared at her panty line and tried to guess what kind of underwear she was wearing. He could feel himself harden with the thought of fucking her. He knew it was wrong, but felt that God wanted him to do it otherwise why would he find his own flesh and blood sexually attractive.
    They were alone. Together. This was it. He had this one chance to make his dream come true. This was meant to be.
ASJIAH
    Walking into the kitchen with Cash