Scandalous Niece

MsBellaNova

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There were times when I hated my life.

This was one of those times.

Sitting here in a jail cell at 3AM is not my idea of fun. But yet, here I was. In trouble.

It wouldn't be so bad if maybe my parents weren't famous.

My dad. He's the asshole you see on the nightly news across America. And my mother? Well, she sells cookbooks and is pretty famous herself.

And me? Well. No, I'm not famous. I'm just a troubled teen. If that's what I'm even considered any more, seeing as how I'm 18.

Wait.

That's not true.

I am sorta famous.

At least with the party scene here in good ol' New York City.

I had quite the reputation of staying out all night, doing whatever the hell I wanted to do.

Since the age of 14.

Now, I was sitting in jail.

It was my first time, you know. They processed me like a common criminal too.

Jerks.

So now, I know my parents had it up to their neck with me and my ways. They were going to be sending a representative down to bail me out. But I wouldn't be able to go home.

Nope.

They were going to be sending me to live with my uncle.

Some uncle who lived on farm in the middle of no where Missouri.

Fuck.

I'm so not ready for this.

But, according to one of the guards, it was this or I could go to court, face the charges, do jail time or whatever it was the judge would want me to do.

Like community service.

Fuck no.

So, off to no where Missouri to clean up my act. Perhaps I should just run away once I get there? Ehh, we'll see. Maybe this uncle wouldn't give a shit about me and let me do what I want.

Like nothing.

"Gemma Anderson?! You're free to go."

Finally. 3 hours was a long enough wait.

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OOC: Looking for a male player to play my uncle. So, if you want, please send me a private message and let's get going! Thanks! :kiss:
 
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I had gotten the call from my brother at midnight, his daughter, Gemma, was persona non grata in his house. His wife wanted to just plain kick her ass if she walked through the doors of her house one more time. A handful as a youth, and from my brother's own mouth, a spoilt little bitch as an adult. Totally lazy, rising at noon at the earliest and hanging out, doing God knows what, with boys sporting neck tattoos. No interest in school, finding a job or pretty much anything and now a jail sentence possibly hanging over her head if she does not change her ways. She is lucky the other girl's parents are even more scared of the paparazzi and can afford the plastic surgery bills.

The problem had been what to do with her. They couldn't just kick her out on to the street. Because that is where she would likely end up. Never had a job in her life and with her attitude lucky to hold a job at McDees. I had had this discussion with my brother previously. My ranch is too much for one person. I had bought it with the hope of raising my family on it. The car accident put an end to that. So now it was just me. I had thought of hiring some help to catch up on things but my brother knowing how close his wife was to snapping on her wayward daughter persuaded me to hold off. And now on a mid-summer morning at 6 am, I was waiting on the tarmac of a regional airport as the chartered plane taxied to a halt. The chartered twin-prop executive plane comes to a halt and a rather perplexed looking suit follows an aircrew out of the plane.

"Mr. Anderson? Ian Anderson?" he asks me.

I confirm who I am, yet he still hesitates.

"I have Miss Anderson and am to deliver her into your care," he says, "But she won't wake up." "She has had a long night."

I stick my head through the plane door and sure enough a young girl snores lightly, asleep on the custom interior leather couch. It's been ten years since I saw her last but it's Gemma. An all grown up Gemma! From what my brother says sleeping during daylight hours seems to be natural for her. So to save time and effort I just reach down and pick her up in my arms and carry her to my truck. The suit opens the door for me as I put her in the passenger seat and seatbelt her in.

"Have fun with that one!" the suit says sarcastically as he reboards the plane.

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It's an hours drive back to my property. Not a peep out of Gemma the whole way. I even stop for breakfast. Bringing the truck to a stop quickly, before I go in the diner, does not wake her. I sit near the window in case she wakes up but she's still snoring lightly when I climb back in. When I pull up to the house, there's nothing to do but pick her up and carry her inside. The house has an addition with a spare bed and amenities. Complete with a toilet and shower it's a complete guest room.

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Laying her down on the soft comforter, I take a look at the young sleeping girl. Always a pretty little girl, Gemma is now plain beautiful. Very slim with smaller breasts, a full mouth and great legs. The tiny cut-off denim shorts she wears shows lots of leg, a bit of cheek and the fact she has a very nice backside. She gets her hair, eyes, lips and ass from her mother. Always did have a thing for the sister-in-law. Never really thought about if I started getting dirty thoughts about my niece. She's still wearing a pair of what I think girls would call Come Fuck Me Boots. I take them off. She has such nice tiny feet and the skin on her legs is so smooth. Have to go into town and get her a pair of proper work boots, gloves too. The girl sure can sleep!

By noon I've bought her a pair of work boots and found some small work gloves and managed to feed the animals, three pigs, four horses, five goats, one cow, one calf, ten chickens and a dog, Rufus, my wolfhound. Time for lunch. Maybe the smell of food will wake her. Homemade burgers!
 
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