Cousin Shannon Comes To Stay

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The first girl I ever French kissed was my cousin Shannon. I was twelve at the time. She was eleven. We spent that entire summer sneaking away and making out. We really didn't know what we were doing, but it sure was fun.

When summer ended, Shannon and her family went back to California, which put the space of a continent between us.

Maybe it was for the best. Knowing now what I didn't know then, we might have gotten into a lot of trouble...

I'm 19 now. I haven't seen Shannon since then. But she's flying into town to check out the neighboring schools, and she asked if she could stay at our house. Mom and Dad said yes.

It'll be great to see her. I wonder if I'll even recognize her. She was cute, as I recalled. But people change over the years. Look at me. I was a nerdy little bookworm when she knew me. Now I'm a gym-rat. I'm 6'3" 215. All muscle. I've got buzzcut blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes.

My name is Bobby Malone.

I wonder what Shannon looks like after all these years. After all, she's 18 now...
 
Shannon

Shannon arrived at her uncle's house. She was dressed in a white short and a T-shirt. She was rather small but had nice develloped curved boobs peaking under her red T-shirt.
She had nice legs. She had auburn hair, which was stuck up with a pin. A couple of curls were hanging loosely at the sides of her head. Shannon had light blue eyes and a milky coloured skin.

At the age of 18 she entered college and she would stay for a couple of days with her uncle, aunt and cousin.

Shannon entered the house and was greeted by the family. Shannon looked forward to see bobby back. She remembered him and the games they used to play. She hoped Bobby would let her see the town.
 
Bobby

Boy, how things had changed. The last time I saw Shannon, we were the same height. Now I towered over her. She was a tiny little thing, barely coming up to my chest. But she had filled out in all the right places.

I was impressed.

I went over to her and swept her up in my arms. I twirled her around like she was a doll. I didn't want to let her down, and I wouldn't have if Dad didn't clear his throat and bring me back to reality.

Dad apologized for his big oaf of a son, and I grinned sheepishly, but Shannon winked at me and I knew everything was going to be okay.

I remembered that wink. Any time young Shannon wanted to sneak off with me, she would give me that wink. I wondered if it had the same meaning.

I couldn't wait to find out....
 
Shannon

"So Bobby, long time I saw you. How are things in town? could you give me a tour around here." Shannon asked Bobby.

Booby had changed a lot. He was a big man, well toned and muscled. You could see he was a gym rat.

Shannon stood closer to Bobby and gave him a another wink.
"You sure became strong, Bobby, like you twirled me around.
so, where are you going?" Shannon asked.
 
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