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|Introduction: Please be sure you read chapters 1,2&3 before you read this :)|
NOTE: Don’t forget to read the first three chapters before reading this
Lori’s funeral was held about four days after her death on a very warm morning in late May. I had arranged to have her buried on the plot next to her mother and my father. I didn’t know any of Lori’s friends or co-workers so I just sent an announcement to the bar where she worked so anyone who wanted to could come out and pay their respects. As I expected, very few mourners showed up.
Two days after the funeral at about 10 AM there was a knock at my door. When I answered there were two police detectives. They both flashed their badges and asked if Shelby and I would be willing to answer some questions. Neither Shelby nor I knew the answers to most of what they asked. I let them know that Lori was not known for being the most communicative person and that she given to sharing the intimate details of her private life or associations.
“Did you know a man named Roger Carlisle?” asked one detective.
“I heard her mention a Rodger once” I replied.
“Did she mention what her relationship with Mr. Carlisle was?”
“She told me that she’d been dating him for a few weeks. I never met him”.
“Were you aware that your stepsister was participating in the illegal distribution of controlled substances?”
“No… Not until after her murder?”
“Who informed you of it?”
“I learned of it from my niece?”
“Is there anything else you noticed that might be of help to our investigation?”
“Like I said detective, I don’t really know much about Lori’s private life. I didn’t ever visit her place of employment and I didn’t meet any of her friends. What I did know about her, I found out second hand from Shelby.
While the first detective was talking to me the other one was at the dining room table with Shelby. He had brought a laptop with him and he was showing her mug shots and asking if she knew any of the men in the pictures. When he was finished she had identified two of them as people she’d seen her mother with on several occasions.
After that the second detective started asking questions of her.
“Did you ever see your mother take any money or any packages from either of the two men you saw?”
“A few times”
“Did you ever hear any business being discussed between your mom and either of these men?”
“I don’t know… They talked about “the stuff” sometimes”.
“What did you think they meant?”
“I was pretty sure they meant drugs”.
“Did you ever see either of these men yell at your mom or hit her?”
“Did you ever witness any drugs being used in the house?”
“Mom used to smoke a lot of weed and she snorted meth”.
“So you know what methamphetamine is?”
“Of course I do… Everyone knows that?”
“Did you ever see your Uncle get mad at your mom?”
“Why did he get mad at her?”
“Because she never showed up when she was supposed to or she’d spend all the money he gave her on partying and not pay the bills”.
I sat and listened to the detective without interfering but when he started asking questions about me I jumped in.
“Excuse me detective, am I being looked at here?”
“No sir, you’re not, but understand that we’re investigating a murder and that we have to consider every possibility. This line of questioning is routine and it’s being done to eliminate you as a possible suspect”.
I only have a couple more questions for your niece sir. Is it ok with you if I proceed?”
“So… How long have you known your Uncle, Shelby?”
“Since I was a baby I think. But two years ago he started being around all the time. Now he’s more like my dad then he is an uncle”.
“What kind of guy is he?”
“He’s the best”.
“Is that right… How so?”
“Uncle Danny used to pay almost all moms’ bills. Before he came around we didn’t have enough food sometimes. Uncle Danny fixed everything?”
“You’re right Shelby. Your Uncle Danny does sound like a good guy. We’re all done now so why don’t you go in your room for a minute. I have some grown up stuff to talk to your Uncle about.”
With that Shelby walked away and the detective turned his attention to me. He started telling me some of the stuff that Lori had allegedly been involved in. He told me that they had a pretty good idea who was responsible for her murder. He also warned me there was a small possibility that Shelby could be asked to testify in court but he emphasized that the possibility was very small. From beginning to end the detectives had been in my home for a little over an hour. When they left they wished us good luck and that was it.
Over the next few weeks Shelby withdrew a bit. The media picked up the story about Lori’s murder and ran with it. Before long there were pictures of Lori and her two assailants on TV and the kids at school started giving Shelby a hard time about it. It was bad enough for her losing her mom but now she had to hear all the gory details. Luckily the school year ended shortly and summer came.
I arranged to take 6 months off of work. Pretty soon we’d be hearing back on my petition for custody and after that there’d be meetings and court appearances. Shelby needed me around as much as possible and I wanted to be there for her so a leave of absence seemed prudent at this point.
About 3 weeks into the summer we got a call from my friend Rick. He told me that Shelby and I were scheduled to be interviewed by a judge from the family court in two weeks. This would be to finalize the paperwork granting me temporary custody. It had been several weeks since Shelby and I had been together in a romantic or physical sense. I decided, and Shelby agreed, that with all that was going on we should just be uncle and niece a while. There was a lot of time after all this bullshit was over to revisit the intimate part of our relationship. I also realized that there was a distinct possibility we might never actually get back to that place again. I would wait and see if she came to me again. If she didn’t then I would be fine with just being her dad.
On July 22nd of 2012 Shelby and I met with Judge Bowman from the Clark County Juvenile and Family Court. He said he saw no reason, based on the information that he had, why I Shelby should not be placed with me. He informed me that he had found Shelby’s biological father but that he was now serving a 30 year term for 2nd degree murder in a California prison. In most cases, he said, it is preferable to place a child with one of the natural parents but in this case it would be impossible. Judge Bowman was an older man with thinning gray hair. He wore a pair of Benjamin Franklin style wire framed glasses and seemed to be a very amiable sort. He looked over his desk with a smile at Shelby and asked her if she’d like me to be her dad. Shelby’s face lit up as she replied with a resounding yes. With that Judge Franklin signed and stamped several documents and offered both of us his congratulations. He told us that it was his intention to give his full endorsement to the adoption process and that in just a few months, barring any unforeseen circumstances; Shelby would legally be my daughter.
Shelby slipped her hand into mine as we walked from the courthouse out into the parking lot. It seemed that the judge’s decision had done something to bring her out of the funk she had been in for the past several weeks. She suggested we go somewhere and have a nice dinner to celebrate. After driving around for a while we ended up having barbeque at a place I know just off the Vegas strip. After dinner we went to a video arcade and played shoot em’ up games for a couple of hours and as usual, Shelby managed to win every game. It was after 10 PM when Shelby and I finally got home. It had been 14 hours since we had left the house and we both were tired so I told Shelby to go shower before bed.
“You’re not gonna let this dad thing go to your head now are you?” she asked with a grin.
“What do you mean?”
“Will you start bossing me around now?”
“Have I ever?”
“Sometimes, but not too much… Do I have to start calling you dad?”
“Call me whatever you’re comfortable with sweetie”.
“I want to go back to calling you Danny… Is that ok?”
“That’s fine sweetie… Go take your shower?”
Shelby looked back at me with a coquettish smile now.
“Only if you come with me” she said.
Almost 10 weeks had passed since we had had our first weekend together. I had almost resigned myself to our relationship returning to the way it had been before and I figured Shelby had too. Now here she was inviting me into the shower with her. Part of me wanted to tell her no but a bigger part of me wanted to feel that physical closeness and that intimacy with her again. I wasn’t sure why it was I found this young girl so sexually attractive but I wasn’t going to fight it so without hesitation, I followed her into my bathroom.
For a few moments I concentrated my attention on turning on the water and getting the temperature just right and adjusting the dual showerheads. Once I had everything where I wanted it I turned around and Shelby was already undressed. For weeks I had seen her walking around in her panties and
T shirts and had been aching to see her naked again. Now I beheld her in all her nubile glory. I marveled at her silky long mane of cocoa brown hair that tickled the top of her tight little butt. I savored the sight of those tiny budlike breasts that were only just now beginning to swell signaling her approaching womanhood. My eyes moved down her little body studying every inch until they focused on the subtle widening of her hips and the gentle slope of her hairless pudenda. She smiled at me as I stared almost as an art lover does when he sees a fine sculpture. Quickly I doffed my clothing and gathered her into my arms. As I lifted her from the floor and cradled her bottom, her legs encircled my body and our lips met. I opened my mouth to accept her darting tongue and stepped into the shower with her hanging from my torso. After a long kiss Shelby pulled away and whispered something very naughty in my ear.
“Put me down” she said unflinchingly “I wanna suck your cock”.
I must admit it sounded a bit odd hearing that particular sentence coming from the mouth of my soon to be adopted daughter but it was also quite arousing. During our first weekend Shelby had been somewhat aggressive but once we got in bed she let me lead. Tonight it seemed she was stepping out of her comfort zone and taking the initiative. Perhaps this was her way of letting me know that she was ready to put all the unpleasantness of the recent past behind us and move on. Maybe she also sensed that under this unique set of circumstances I wasn’t comfortable being the one to initiate a sexual encounter. Whatever Shelby’s reasoning was it had had the effect of giving me tremendous woody so I put her down and let her go to work.
Now I sat back on the built in bench and watched as she knelt between my knees and took the first two inches of my cock into her small mouth. She seemed disappointed that she couldn’t take more so I reassured her that deep throating was not a necessary skill to please me. After that she remembered that holding me in her mouth and using her tongue on the underside of the head got me really excited. Besides, I didn’t want to finish me this way. I had been dreaming of being inside her beautiful pussy now for two and a half months. Before long I felt myself starting to get close so I pulled her to her feet. This confused her at first but when I told her what I had in mind she was suddenly eager for the shower to end so we could move to the bed.
Once we toweled ourselves off she took my hand and literally pulled me from the bathroom to the side of the bed before diving into the middle of it. Then she got to her hands and knees and slowly crawled up the bed. Immediately my eyes were drawn to her gorgeous little girl butt. I loved the way her cheeks framed her pussy when she was bent over like that. Now at the head of the bed she flopped over onto her back and looked at me invitingly. Still standing at the foot of the bed, I gazed between her slender thighs at those two perfect lips. There was that pussy I’d been seeing in my mind for weeks. I needed a taste so I moved toward her and settled on the bed burying my face in her crotch.
Shelby’s body twitched slightly as my tongue made its first contact with her clit. It had been too long since I had tasted her sweetness so I delved in with gusto. I wasn’t rough but I wasn’t being quite as gentle as I had been on our first weekend. For Shelby’s part she seemed quite happy with my new demeanor as demonstrated by the fact that she had a hold of my hair and was pulling at my head. Repeatedly I passed my tongue over the full length of her slit and when she was wet enough, I plunged my middle finger inside her. Now with the palm side of my hand turned upward I began to massage the inside of Shelby’s pubic bone where her G-Spot is. While doing that I also closed my lips around her clit and applied gentle suction so I could work it harder with my tongue. Pretty soon she was writhing in ecstasy and cumming in my mouth.
As she climaxed her body tensed up and I felt her vaginal walls constrict around my finger. I looked up at her face and it was contorted with pleasure so I watched and waited for her rush to pass.
After several minutes Shelby began to come down. Her orgasm had been so intense that she had pulled all the bedding away from the corners of the mattress. Now we were lying in a pile of linens so I just pushed everything onto the floor and moved up to lie beside her. She looked down at my stiffened member with a grin and lovingly took it in her hand and asked if she could ride on it. Almost before I could say yes she was on top of me. I just laid back and enjoyed the view until, bit by bit; it disappeared into her lovely fold.
I found it surprising that she was able to take me so much more easily this time than she was the first time. It made me wonder if she’d been practicing with the handle of a hairbrush or something during our long sexual hiatus. Was it possible that she’d been using her laptop to watch porn while she was alone in her room at night and I was asleep? It certainly seemed that she had gained some knowledge and some ability that she hadn’t had before.
Slowly now with her hands planted on my chest, Shelby begin to move her hips in an easy rocking motion forward and back. Being inside her felt like nothing I had ever experienced with women my age. Her pussy hugged my cock like a custom made glove in the way it just seemed to close around it. I had never had trouble with my longevity before but with Shelby I was finding control difficult. In a short time I was almost there. I tried to hold back longer to prolong both our enjoyment but in less than five minutes I arrived at the point of inevitability. I pulled Shelby down on me as I let go. Her eyes opened wide as the tip of my penis hit her cervix and I flooded her with my warmth. I was still inside her as I began to soften so she lay down on my chest so I could hold her close. After she climbed down she rolled onto her side so I snuggled in with my arm around her in spoon formation from behind. The last thing I felt before dropping off to sleep was her pressing her sweet little bottom up against me.
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