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It was late at night. I couldn't sleep, as usual, and the only thing open, near me, was the 7-11. I was jonesing for a chocolate chip cookie! 3/$1. Still the best deal on cookies in town.

I jumped into my little green Geo, and drove down to the convenience store to satiate my desires for cookies...and the new night clerk, Amber!

Amber was a lovely, 18 year old girl I'd known for years. I'd watched her grow up, next door to us. She was 5 feet of pure, untouched sexuality. I'd been trying to get into her pants since her birthday party. But, since I was over twice her age, I kinda figured she'd think I was too old for her! I saw her go off to make out with a boy her own age at her party and she never gave me a second look, so you can see why I figured what I had.

I'd seen her, in various states of undress, from my bedroom window, over the past year or so. With the blossoming of womanhood, only just beginning to show on her young body, now, she was definitely becoming a woman: Five foot, nothing, tall; 32-22-32! Lovely, small breasts curving down to a very narrow waist; tapering down to sexy, slim hips and a tight ass, that I would have killed to get my hands on. Luckily, it didn't come down to that.

She was wearing her *quot;dirt-blond*quot; hair up in pig tails, that night. God, she looked so cute! Just like she had at the age of 7, when she moved in next door to me and had come over to introduce herself. (Since that first day, she's always confided in me about everything.)

*quot;Uncle Chris! How are you?*quot; She always called me *quot;Uncle,*quot; which shows you how close we were.

I smiled, but didn't say a word. She was wearing really short shorts and I could've sworn I saw her pussy lips poking out through the crotch of them. For sure, half of her ass cheeks were sticking out of the bottom of her tattered cut-offs. Apparently, the dress-code was not being enforced that night.

*quot;Why so quiet, tonight, Unc? Is that bulge in your shorts cutting off your air supply?*quot;

I looked down