This is one I edited for this site. It is a work of fiction. It is in no way resembling my family or anyone I know. The characters exist only in my mind. Readers of my other stories will immediately recognize that this is not me. This is another one I am breaking down into chapters. The bar one I wrote did not get many responses so I don't think I will continue it. If this one does better, I will add more chapters. I'm thinking two more after this one. I hope you enjoy it. I know I made mistakes, but most of them are regionalisms so I'm not going to obsess about fixing it all.
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I was so excited. I had just heard Mom on the phone talking to Uncle Mike. They were arranging our annual Christmas time shopping trip. Every year, the three of us take an overnight shopping trip to Seneca Hills. We hit the mall and the local factory outlet stores. It's about a two and a half hour drive; we just get a motel room and spend the night. Plus, he takes us out to a nice dinner and we always have a blast!
It all began a few years ago. See, Mom and Aunt Sue are just about the same size. They are close enough for Uncle Mike to use Mom as a model at least. He trusts Mom's judgment on picking out all of Aunt Sue's Christmas gifts. Mom helps him select jewelry, make-up, essentials and clothes. She always picks the most stylish looks and tries them on so Uncle Mike can see how they look. Then he can say yes or no with some confidence. Mom truly has the upper hand though being his baby sister. He has always looked out for her and she has always had him wrapped around her little finger.
The reason I get to go is for my cousin Dylan. He is almost a year younger than my eighteen years. Uncle Mike has me to tell him what the current trends are. With me selecting for Dylan, and letting Uncle Mike know what's in; Dylan has always been in style with the right clothes, the right movies, right music, and right video games. Dylan is a great guy anyway, but it helps to keep him looking good and being cool. It didn't hurt that he grew up into being one of the hottest guys in school. He is a younger slimmer version of Uncle Mike.
Uncle Mike is a boss of some sort at one of the local factories in the city. I'm not quite sure what they do, but I know he deals with big pieces of steel all day and all kinds of big ass machinery. He is a little bit bigger, like barrel chested. He has hazel eyes, same as Mom and me and light brown hair. He is about 6'3 and nicely built. He is my Uncle but all the ladies in the family joke with him about his cute butt. He and Mom are really close so we spend a lot of time with his family.
It was a Tuesday and I had just come home from volleyball practice after school. I heard Mom on the phone in the kitchen. When she spotted me coming in, she waved me over to hear.
"Okay." She was saying, "Ash (me) has a game on Friday night in Alcott. We're going if Dylan wants to ride with us. We can take the kids out for Mickey D's on the way home. I can clear my schedule for Saturday and Sunday though." After a pause she said, "Sure, sounds great." Right we can drive over on Saturday fairly early."
She paused again. I assume he was saying something to hear that I couldn't hear.
"Well, we can drop off all our stuff at the motel and still have most of the day to get some shopping started. See if you can get the same place. The pool and hot tub are nicer there. Ash and I both really liked it."
Mom was referring to this out of the way motel we found last time we went over. The Holiday Inn was booked solid, but they send their overflow to this place. It was great because they were not as many people and pool and hot tub were nearly deserted the whole time we were there.
"Don't forget to bring some extra suitcases and stuff for the gifts. Alright honey, we'll see ya then. Love ya. Bye, " she finished.
Mom turned to me with her million dollar smile going full blast. My mom is Lisa and she is a very attractive lady. She is 41 years old. She has pale blond hair, the same shade as Uncle Mike's but with light brown highlights. She has hazel eyes, as I mentioned and a fair light complexion. She is 5'7 with a voluptuous build. She has a trim waist, nice thick booty and a sexy big rack on her gorgeous frame. She works as a bartender at Dusty's Roadhouse. All the lugging of beer cases and kegs has kept her from getting too out of shape. She does dress sexy and the guys all love to watch her work.
My name is Ashley or Ash to my friends and family. As I mentioned, I'm on the volleyball team in high school, varsity. I'm a great blocker and a fair spiker. I'm 5'8 and a very slender tight build. My eyes are the family shade of hazel and I have a mass of wavy blond hair. I wish my tits were bigger, (I'm only a 32B), but my hips are trim and my butt is small and firm so I guess I'm proportionate at least. That goes in the win column right? I'd worn this cute little Nautica string bikini all summer and had gotten a very sexy tan. I'd kept it up by going to the tanning salon a couple times week. I think tan lines are hot and mine are definitely noticeable. The girls in gym and on the volleyball team have said you notice my tan lines even before you notice my body. I think they meant it in a good way.
Mom was beaming as she hung up the phone, "That was your Uncle Mike. This Saturday, he wants to do our Christmas shopping trip. I told him about your game on Friday, but said we were good for Saturday and Sunday. You okay with that?"
"Sure Mom," I said grabbing a diet Coke from the fridge. Let me check to make sure I finished Dylan's list. I know the games and movies he should get. I want to call Aunt Sue and have her look at his IPOD too. I want to know what his taste in music is. Oh, and I want to look through a couple of magazines. I know I saw some new stuff coming out he would look great in." I finished giggling. I can't help it. Picturing my hot cousin in some great new gear makes me kind of giggly and tingly, of course I didn't tell Mom that.
I went upstairs to my room and went over the stuff I wanted to make sure we got for Dylan. Once I was sure he was all set up, I went and took my shower. I wrapped a towel around myself and was walking down the hall to my bedroom. I heard a slight giggle coming from Mom and Dad's room. I stopped where I was, cocked and ear and listened.