"Free" Accommodations {Closed for Fira and Vorean}

Karen eyed the house from the cab with some trepidation. She hadn't seen her uncle since she was a small girl, and to be coming here to live with him, even if just for the summer while she attended classes at the local college, filled her with a sense of unease. She remembered him as being quite friendly, and enjoying his company as a small girl, but she wondered if he had changed any, or if they would get along now that she was older. He had offered her a free place to stay so that she wouldn't have to pay the extra costs of living on campus, and if they got along well enough, it could possibly turn into a more permanent arrangement if she decided to continue her education at this college. So for her, a lot seemed to be riding on this visit.

She stepped lithely out of the cab, handing the driver his fare before grabbing her purse from the seat and tugging her over-sized suitcase out behind her. She wondered again why her uncle hadn't been able to meet her at the airport, and shrugged it off. "He probably had to work or something," she thought to herself as she slowly made her way to the front door. At least he was supposed to be home when she arrived.

She set the heavy bag down on the step and pushed her long dark chestnut hair out of her face. Her bright green eyes scanned the windows of the house for any signs of life. Not seeing any, she frowned and looked again at the piece of paper in her hand, verifying that she did indeed have the right address. She turned, watching as the cab pulled back into the street and raced off. A soft sigh escaped her pink tinged lips, her hand reaching out to ring the bell, fidgeting nervously as she waited for someone to answer.

Monte was watching out of a small slit in the window shade as his niece pulled up in a cab. He had wanted to make his decision that had been haunting him since he had been asked to let Karen stay, without her seeing him. The moment she crawled out of the cab his mind was made up. He would want her to play into his fantasies. He had hoped in a weird way that she would be as pretty as she was.

He watched her from the window as she struggled with her suitcase and came up the walkway. The doorbell actually startled him, causing him to jump. He was back in reality. He looked at himself, straightened his shirt and walked to the door.

He opened the door and drank in the picture standing in front of him. “Welcome, Karen, it’s great to see you again. Come on in.”

He guides her into the house and into the living room. “Grab a seat. Do you want something to drink or anything? How was the trip?

She smiled nervously up at her uncle, thinking to herself that he didn't seem to have changed much since she last saw him. He seemed to be almost as nervous as she was, and that caused her to relax just a bit.

"Hi Uncle Monte!" she said in her cheeriest voice, hoping he didn't catch the slight tremor in it. "Thanks so much for letting me stay here."

She followed him into the living room, perching on the edge of the couch, tugging self-consciously at the hem of her short skirt. She wondered briefly what had made her wear the skimpy thing, and grinned inwardly as she recalled the look on her boyfriend's face when he had stopped by the house to tell her goodbye.

"I'll take a Coke, if you have one," she answered to his retreating back as he moved towards what she supposed was the kitchen. She spoke a little louder so that he could hear her, "The trip was fine. Just long and boring. Mom said to give you her love and to tell you that she'll call you tomorrow."

Walking into the kitchen he gets himself a a beer and her a generic coke. Bringing them back to the living room he hands her the coke and takes a seat on the opposite end of the couch.

"I look forward to talking to her." " So no one ever said what kind of classes your taking here."

I lean back into the couch and put one ankle on the other kness and let my arm drape over the back of the couch trying to relax.

Karen fiddled with opening the coke for a moment, glad for her hands to have something to do besides play with her skirt. She took a small sip of the icy drink, then smiled at her uncle. Her eyes lit up at the question, and she plunged into a long explanation of different math and statistical classes she hoped to take while she was there.

"and they have some other classes I'm interested in as well..." she continued on animatedly. "They have a forensics course, and a literature course, and just all kinds of stuff I'm interested in! This summer session thing they have going is the greatest thing ever! And you get credit for any of the classes you take, and it's supposed to help kids decide easier and earlier what they want to major in. I still don't know myself, of course...but even if I did, I'd still want to do this program since you get to try so many different things..."

In her excitement of explaining the classes, Karen relaxed even more, nearly bouncing in her seat as she kept on a steady stream of words. Finally pausing long enough to take a breath, she suddenly blushed, embarrassed that her enthusiasm had kept her talking so much. She readjusted the way she was sitting, tucking one slender leg under her and turning slightly to look at her uncle.

"So is there much for a girl my age to do around here? I mean, I know it's a college town and all, so there has to be something fun to keep the kids occupied..."

"Yeah, I think we can find things for you too do." I glint shot though his eyes. For a second he seemed distracted. "There are plenty of parks and a couple museums. There is a skating rink that I hear is popular. I don't skate myself but you could go. There is a movie theater and let's see. Oh there is a shopping mall too."

"I'm curious though how many classes do you get to take and haven't you already signed up for them. If your going to be that busy with classes I don't think you'll have much time to spend out and about."

"And while I am thinking of it. Do you eat on campus or here?"

Her eyes lit up at the mention of the different activities, then the light quickly went out of them. He was right, she probably wouldn't have much time to get out. Most of her free time would likely be spent on homework and assignments.

"Well, it's kinda like a regular school day. I have 3 classes a day, each one nearly 2 hours long, with about an hour for lunch. So I would only have to make sure I have time to do homework. It's not too much different than high school, except it's fewer classes each day and the semester isn't quite as long. I can't believe I'll get two whole semesters out of the summer! I could have taken more classes, but Mom thought I shouldn't push my luck." She let out a girlish giggle before continuing. "They encourage us to eat on campus for lunch, but we don't have to. And I can eat on campus for breakfast and dinner too, if I need too..." Her eyes shot to his in a brief flash of uncertainty. "I...I don't want to be too much of a bother..."

"No, no, no. It's not that. I just wanted to make sure I would have what you need. You should eat lunch on campus. I will be at work anyway. Breakfast is totally u to you. If you eat here it's cereal and stuff. I can get eggs and the like if you want. I hardly ever eat breakfast at home. But we will eat dinner together. Maybe we can try to hit a different restaurant each night. Or we can cook. I eat out quite a bit since I am al by myself, but we can do what fits your schedule. Your here to learn and I am going to do what I can to make sure that happens. Hopefully we can have some fun along the way to. "

"So what time does school start and do you know where your going. The student hall is only three blocks away but I don't know all the other buildings. "

"I'm supposed to be at the student hall at 7:30 on Monday for the orientation and class schedule. Classes start at 8 and we get out at 3." She eyed him shyly for a moment. "I've learned how to cook in the last couple of years. Maybe I could cook for you sometime...you know...kinda as a thank you for letting me stay here?"

"I'm sorry I really don't have food enough for a real meal here tonight. If you enjoy cooking we can go grocery shoping tomorrow. But for tonight we will have to go out. "

" so I suppose we should get you settled in first. " I get up off the couch and pick up your suitcase. Headin to the steps I say "Your room is this way Mam. "

Karen giggled a little at him calling her "Mam", and got up to follow him.


"Going out is fine with me," she said lightly. She looked down at her rumpled skirt. "I guess I should probably change clothes before we go anywhere."

Leading the way up the stairs, Monte's mind raced. Were the camera's hidden well enough and would they work well enough? *

His mind races between thoughts of the camers and the hem of Karen's skirt. Damn she was so cute. How would he ever get her were he wanted her. Were he needed her.*

He opened the door to the room he had prepared for her Nd walked to the bed where he layed the suitcase. Glancing at the places the cameras were hidden. He finally faced Karen and asked "What do you think ? "*

She followed slowly behind him. The trip had been a long one, and she stifled a yawn. Karen didn't want him to think that she was too tired to go out.

She walked into the room, a little surprised at it's openness, and the decor. Her room at home wasn't this big! Of course, if she got rid of all the stuff that cluttered it, maybe it would look a lot bigger than it did right now. Her mom was forever telling her that she needed to clean up her room and get rid of the things she didn't want or need anymore. But she just couldn't bring herself to get rid of all her stuffed animals she had collected over the years, and they still sat on her bed...her protectors from the monsters in her closet and under her bed.

Here she would only have one of them to protect her at night. She had picked one of her oldest and most favorite teddy bears to come with her. She knew she was being silly, and that there really was nothing to be afraid of in the dark, but old habits died hard, and she looked around carefully to see if there was an available outlet for her to plug in her night-light.

She turned and smiled at her uncle, throwing herself at him enthusiastically and hugging him tight in a sudden girlish impulse. "Thank you, Uncle Monte! It's perfect!" she gushed, real pleasure at the sight of the pink canopied bed flushing her cheeks. The room was filled with pink and white furniture; the windows and bed covered in satin, lace, ribbons, and ruffles. There was a desk for doing her homework, a white dresser painted with butterflies, and even a lace topped vanity for her to sit at to do her hair and make-up.

It seemed he had never forgotten just how girly she was at heart, even after all these years. She turned him loose and dove into the center of the soft bed, stretching out and laughing, her eyes sparkling. "I don't know how I'm ever going to tear myself out of bed to go to school when I get to sleep in such a pretty room!"

The hug absolutely drove him nuts. Her touch and innocent excitement was exactly the reaction he had wanted. He smiled in spite of himself and felt a tingle run though his groin. This was going to be hard to play this right. He had to get her to trust him and therefore had to hang onto the compulsions he had. Like right now he had to control himself from grabbing her ass in the middle of the hug. He was able to but he wonders how long it would work.

As she let go and dove onto the bed he caught a small glimpse of her pink panties covering her butt as the skirt flew up. The tingle grew stronger. He was strong. He would have to be strong. He had to do this right, but had no idea what the right way was. He would have to play it cool for now.

"I'm sure your a good girl and will manage with school just fine. Do you need me to wake you up in the morning?" That was too leading a question, he thought to himself and so with waiting for an answer tunneled back into the subject of food.

"What kind of food do you feel like for tonight, Karen?" He breathed out slowly. Holding on to the urge to jump on the bed with her. "Chinese, Italian, fast food, or does something else sound good to you?"

He just stood there, admiring the way she lay on the bed. He could picture himself crawling up the bed and pushing his head under her skirt. "Stop that." he scolded himself. "Slow down or you will scare her off. " He backed up a bit to the door and took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh, almost forgetting she was there. He pulled himself a little straighter and waited for her answer.

She sat up quickly and scooted to the edge of the bed. “No, I have an alarm clock, so I should be able to get up okay. But…” She looked around the room pensively. “Well, it’s kinda a new place and all. So I might not sleep as well as usual. Would you mind too awfully much checking in the mornings to make sure I’m up? That is…if it’s not too much trouble?”

She bounced off the bed and went to her suitcase, bending over without thinking to rummage around in it instead of hauling it up onto her bed where it would be easier to go through. Her ears had perked up at the mention of Chinese food, and she gushed, “Oh! Chinese please! And I have the perfect thing to wear! It’ll only take me a minute to change, Uncle Monte, and I’ll be ready to go!”

His eyes locked as the ass sticking in the air as Karen rumaged though her suitcase. The bit of panty he could see under her skirt was driving him crazy. Her answer snapped the vision a bit and he replied "Ok Karen, my favorite little place is quite close. We could walk there."

As she starightened to go change he again looked her over with lust on his brain. This was going to be so hard. He wanted her now and had no idea what to do. All he could do was let her go change and daydream about her.

She snatched her clothes out of her suitcase and scampered off to the bathroom to change. She was so excited! She hadn't had a chance to wear her new dress yet, and going out to eat with her uncle was the perfect excuse.

She slipped the dress on over her head, being careful of the decorative frog closures at the neck, and turned this way and that as she admired it on herself in the long mirror hanging on the back of the door. It was a bit short, just barely covering the cheeks of her ass, but then all her skirts were that way. She hated to have all that extra material tangling between her legs when she tried to walk.

She slid a pair of silver heels on her feet, piled her hair up on top of her head, and touched up her makeup. She wanted to look as grown up as she felt, considering she was starting college in a few short days. Once she thought she had everything just right, she pranced out of the bathroom and out into the living room, twirling around for her uncle's inspection.

"Well, Uncle Monte," she bubbled. "What do you think? Isn't it the most perfect outfit to go eat Chinese?!"

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