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I set my clothes and some books in the back of my trunk and got in the driver’s seat. I was ecstatic. I was now moving out of my small country home and moving to town to go to college. My uncle had offered me to move in with him that way I would be close to school and I wouldn’t have to pay for a dorm or rent. Finally! I was getting rid of my adolescent life and moving forward to my new adult life, with my awesome uncle Matt. I drove away, top down and the sun shining on the black leather seats of my Mustang. When I arrived, I saw my tall uncle standing by the apartment building. His hair was short and gelled to perfection. He wore his thin red Parasuco shirt that seemed to stretch over his muscled pecks and huge arms. He smiled revealing his perfect teeth, which could glow in the dark, they were so white. I smiled back at him and gave a small wave and then pulled into a spot near the door.”Hey, how are ya?”he asked, as he always did, when we saw each other.His tall stature would have intimidated me if I hadn’t known him so well. But I did and I was so glad to moving in with him than into a dorm. I slammed istanbul travesti the door of my car and went to hug him as he walked over to me. We held each other for a moment and then released one another.”I’m good and how are you?”I replied with an identical question.”I’m alright. How much stuff do you have to take up?””Tons,”I replied with sarcasm and a little shove.He smiled down at me, as if he were much older than he truly was. I walked over to my trunk and pulled out several bags and a suitcase that contained my belongings. He picked up five of the bags and I managed the rest as we took the elevator to the tenth floor.We got to his apartment that I would now call home. It was neat, tidy and modern just like all the previous apartments he had as a bachelor. Although his apartment was beautiful with a view in the living room, an open concept kitchen and brand new furniture, my room was yet to be established. His computer still inhabited the desolate looking space.”Sorry I don’t have your room ready. I’ve got to pick your bed up in a couple days. Until then you can istanbul travestileri crash in my room and I’ll just sleeping on the couch. It’s my fault anyway,”he explained this as we left my room and traveled down a narrow hallway to his bed room.It was beautiful. A large queen sized bed was centered on the wall opposite to the door. A mirror above the head board attracted my eyes, as it was the first thing you saw in the room. I couldn’t help but think of how many times he had stared at a women in that mirror while fucked her. Sleek black dressers and end tables accompanied the bed and a door to the right of the room led to an on suit bathroom, that contained a large walk in shower, toilet and a sink that sat just below another gigantic mirror.”So that’s about it. Do you wanna eat or something?”he asked.”Yea sure. I could definable go for some supper,”I said with a smile, knowing that he was an excellent cook.I sat on the couch watching t.v. as my uncle prepared some chicken and vegetables. I stole glances at his arms and chest as they moved, and watched his muscled travesti that lay underneath his tight shirt. He smiled at me as I tried to steal my fifth look. I smiled back and and turned my head back to the t.v. awkwardly. In an attempt to recover, I asked about the progress of dinner.”Well, it’s pretty much done,”he replied as he carried two plates of food over to the couch.”Thanks. It looks really good,”I said as I began to eat.After dinner I went to his room and changed into my short shorts and a tank top, that had become accustom to wearing around the house before bed. Suddenly, the door opened an Matt walked in. My c cup breasts we exposed as I had just pulled my shorts up to cover my pink string thong. I pulled on my tank top as quickly as I could while my uncle stood in the doorway dumbfounded.”I’m so sorry. I don’t normally knock on my own door,”he said as his eyes wondered over my skin tight and revealing clothing.”I understand, it’s ok,” I said uneasy of his meandering gaze.”I just need to take a shower. Do you mind if I use the on suit, all my stuff is in their?”he said with eyes now pointed at the floor as he tried to avoid any more inappropriate looks.”Ya sure,”I said as I began to make my way out of the room.I watched a late night talk show as I waited for him to be down in the shower. When the show ended I began to wonder what he could be doing in the shower for the hour.

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