Ray Todd

The naughty nieces

CHAPTER ONE

Pam Winters – blonde, beautiful and eighteen, was nervously waiting in her bed for the arrival of her uncle. She'd seen the lust in his eyes at the dinner table, and she knew he would be visiting her room this evening as he'd been doing two or three times a month for the past four years.

Pam had only been eleven years old when she and her little ten-year-old sister, Heather, moved in with their aunt and uncle after the death of their parents in an automobile accident. Both Uncle Walter and his wife, Aunt Bertha, had been extremely kind and loving to the orphaned girls. The house was always filled with love and laughter until Bertha passed away two years later. From that time on there was never any gaiety left in the house as Uncle Walter just spent most of his time staring into space.

It was shortly after Pam had turned eighteen that her uncle came to her room late one night.

"Honey," he whispered, sitting on the edge of her bed. "Are you awake?"

"Yes, Uncle Walter," she smiled up at him as she turned on the bedside lamp.

"I just feel like talking," sighed her uncle. "I get so lonesome sometimes."

"I know that," whispered Pam, taking his hand.

"You're growing up so fast," said the man. "Just look at those little titties sprouting out on your chest."

Blushing, the youngster had glanced down at the firm young mounds pushing against the front of her nightie, her firm nipples deliciously outlined against the material.