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Warning!  This is an adult story.  It was written for adults on an adult
topic.  It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts.  These acts may
involve pre-teens having sex with adults.  If you object to this type of
material or if you are under the legal age to read such material in your
area, please leave now.  All others please continue and enjoy yourselves.

   This story is mine alone and I ask that you respect that.  I retain the
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also ask that my credits and intro remain a part of it when it is posted.

   The following story is a fantasy.  It never happened.  It takes place
completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies.  No
real children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story. 
Please do not try this at home.

   Eggplant (Mf, inc, bro, sis) by Uncle Sky

   Chapter 06

   Our days settled into a new routine.  We were all there for breakfast,
then Dad went to work, and Jen and I went to school.  Mom now worked the
graveyard shift, so she went to bed.  Mom would still be asleep when Jen
and I got home but was up soon after.  We all had supper together and spent
a pleasant evening together before going to bed.

   Jen and I had only a few chances to be alone and fool around.  No time
to make love.  We had barely enough time for her to give me a blow job or
for me to eat her out.  This went on for several weeks and Jen was getting
very frustrated.  Well, to be honest, so was I, but I was handling it
better.  I knew we had to figure something out or there would be trouble.
Then one Monday evening at supper Mom gave us the answer.

   "Jeff dear, next Saturday is our anniversary and your Dad and I want to
make it special.  We're going over to Centerville, (the next town over) for
dinner and dancing that night and will be staying at the Centerville Towers
Hotel over night.  We'll be leaving early Saturday afternoon and won't be
home untill Sunday afternoon.  Will you be here in case Jen needs
anything?"

   That was her way of asking me to babysit Jen without saying it, as that
made Jen angry.  Jen saw the possibilities and answered before I could say
anything.

   "That's okay, Mommy.  Bettie has been after me to come to a sleep over,
so I could go that night and Jeff wouldn't have to stay home.  Is that
okay?"

   I spoke up before Mom could say anything.

   "That would work out better for me too.  Chuck's having a small party
that night and if it lasts very long I might stay over to help with the
cleanup the next morning."

   Mom looked at Dad, who gave a little nod and then said, "That's fine. 
We'll all have a fun night and still have time to rest up Sunday."

   It was not unusual for us to skip church what with the work schedules
Mom and Dad had.

   It was settled, now I had to make plans.  Mom and Dad went in to watch
TV while Jen and I did the dishes and cleanup.  I whispered to Jen.

   "Will Bettie cover for you without knowing what you're doing?"

   "Sure.  I'll think up something scandalous I shouldn't be doing as a
cover story.  We do that kind of thing all the time.  Do you have something
planned?"

   "Yes, but it's a surprise so don't ask any questions.  I'll fill you in
when I have all the details worked out."

   After we finished in the kitchen, I went up to my room and closed the
door.  I sat down at my computer and made out a To Do list.

   TO DO

   1.  Check with Chuck about cover story.  2.  Withdraw cash from saving
to cover expenses.  3.  Make reservation at hotel.  4.  Order flowers for
pick-up Saturday.  5.  Check for way to get Jen in hotel without being
seen. 6.  Shop for drinks and snacks Saturday.  7.  Make dinner
reservations at Great Wall of China.

   I was fairly sure I was forgetting something but decided to start right
away and check the list again later for any thing that I might have left
out.  I took out my cell phone and called Chuck.

   "Hello."

   "Hi, Chuck"

   "Hi, Jeff.  What's up?  Need some more of my notes?"

   I chuckled.  "Nah, I'm okay in that department.  I do need a favor
though."

   "Sure.  What do you need?"

   "I have something lined up for Saturday night that I'd rather my folks
and anyone else didn't know about.  I was wondering if you could cover for
me that night.  I told them you were having a party and I was likely to
stay over and help you clean up Sunday morning."

   "As a matter of fact, I am having a party that night.  It's not very big
but I could cover for you.  Do you think they might call to check on you?"

   "I doubt it.  They have a big night out planned to celebrate their
anniversary.  I have my cell, so if they wanted me they should call on that
and I'm covered.  I just don't want to take any chances.  If they did call
your house you could tell them I'm in the john and then call my cell to
warn me so I can call them back."

   "Oooo.  Got a hot one lined up?"

   I laughed as I said, "A gentleman never tells.  Can you cover me?"

   "Sure, no problem."

   "Thanks, Chuck."

   We chatted for a couple of minutes about his party and then hung up.

   Item one, check.

   I went on line and looked to see if the Savoy had a web site.  It did
and I could make a reservation on the site.  I had to give them a credit
card number, so I used the one Dad had given me for emergencies.  I'd pay
in cash when I checked out on Sunday and there would be no charge on the
card.

   Item three, check.

   Next I searched for a local florist.  I found one close to the hotel
that had on line ordering available.  I filled out the form and ordered two
dozen pink carnations.  That's Jen's favorite flower.  Good thing it wasn't
orchids.  I did the same thing with the credit card and would pay them cash
when I picked up the flowers.

   Item four, check.

   Next was the Great Wall of China.  I was having a good run of luck.  I
was able to make reservations for an early dinner at five pm.

   Item seven, check.

   I went back to my list and suddenly thought of something else.  I added
item eight, select and prepare nice clothes.  I didn't need a suit, just a
nice shirt, slacks and my sport coat.  I'd have to tell Jen about how to
dress too.  Nothing too fancy, just nice.  She'd have to take some casual
clothes with her in an overnight bag to wear home Sunday.  That went on the
list as item nine.

   That was all I could do that night so I did some studying, then hit the
sack early.  I slept well and dreamed a nice dream about my planned date
with Jen.

   When I got up the next morning, I passed Jen in the hall on my way to
the bath room.  I whispered to her, "ask me for a ride to school at
breakfast".

   I didn't give her time to ask any questions.  Later while we were eating
breakfast she asked me and I told her I would if she hurried.  That was a
fairly normal reaction from me when ever she asked for a ride.  We finished
eating and rushed to get ready.  We were out the door several minutes
earlier than normal.  Just what I wanted.  We didn't get far before Jen was
after me to explain what was going on.

   "I'm making plans for our date Saturday.  I still want to surprise you
but I need to tell you some of my plans."

   "Okay."

   "I want you to plan to leave after the folks go out.  If they ask, tell
them I'm giving you a ride on the way to my party.  You'll need to have one
of your nice dresses ready.  We're going to a nice place for dinner.  You
should pack a bag to take with you just as if you were going to that sleep
over.  Inside you should have some casual clothes to wear home on Sunday.
We may not be the first to get home.  Pick a dress that will fit in the bag
to bring it home.  After we have dinner I have a surprise for you.  Don't
try to guess because that could spoil the surprise."

   "Okay."

   Item nine, check.

   I could see she was excited, but she didn't ask any questions.  We still
had some time so I pulled into the back of the parking lot of a Quick Mart.
There were enough cars that we wouldn't look suspicious.  Jen looked
puzzled until I reached over and pulled her into my arms and kissed her
passionately.  She responded and we necked for about ten minutes before we
had to get going.  We had done this before at different places so we could
have some private time to neck.  No sex, just kissing and touching.

   When I got out of class later that day, I went to the bank and withdrew
a large part of my savings.  If I had any left I'd put it back next week.

   Item two, check.

   I also dropped my sport coat and slacks off at the cleaners.

   Item eight, check.

   I had some time so I went to look at the hotel.  I was in luck again. 
They had an underground parking garage.  I drove down into it to look
around.  There was no sign of any security cameras.  The Savoy was an old
hotel and hadn't been upgraded I guess.  In our town and that area it
really wasn't required.  I saw that there was an elevator and stairs to get
to the rooms.  That would work out great.  I'd check in Saturday afternoon,
then we could park in the garage and go directly up to the room without
going through the lobby.  If it looked busy we could use the stairs.

   Item five, check.  So far, so good.

   Unless I was forgetting something else, my list only had one item
remaining, shopping.  I planned to do that Saturday.

   I spent a fair amount of time the next couple of days resting on my bed,
thinking about what I was going to do and about our relationship.  At some
point it dawned on me that this had to be a one time thing.  There was no
way I could repeat this and expect it to work, or for that matter expect to
pay for it.  I realized I needed to make some changes.  I needed to stop
sponging off my folks and get a job.  I also needed to move out and get a
place of my own.  I'd be turning twenty-one that summer and it was time.  I
got off my ass and started to search the internet for what I needed, just
to see what it would take.

   Our local newspaper had a web site that included want-ads.  I pulled it
up and looked under help wanted.  Not too much there.  Then I saw something
that made me think.  There was an ad for a service station attendant.  It
was a full time position.  By this time it was almost the end of the school
year and I would be free for the summer.  Dad sometimes used me at his
station and I knew how to run the place.  But he had all the help he needed
on a full time basis and also had a couple of students that worked part
time.  It wouldn't be fair for me to take a job away from one of them. 
Maybe I could get the job in the ad for the summer and make some kind of
arrangement for the school year.

   I didn't want to go behind my dad's back so I cornered him for a talk.
We went to his room and closed the door for privacy.  This was not unusual
when we had "man" subjects to talk about.  He sat on the bed and I sat in a
chair facing him.  It took a moment for me to get started then I plowed
ahead.

   "Dad, I need to make some changes in my life.  It's time I took some
responsibility for my own life.  I know you and Mom agreed to support me
while I go to college, but I think it's time for me to start acting like an
adult.  I want to get a job and then get an apartment of my own."

   "What about school?  Will you finish your education?"

   "Yes.  I thought I'd work this summer and get an apartment.  Then in the
fall I can work and go to school too.  It would be hard but I can do it. 
If I have to, I can cut down my class load and take a little longer to
finish, but I can do it."

   Dad thought for a few minutes about what I'd said, then spoke.

   "What about Jen?  You won't be here to watch over her any more."

   "Jen is growing up.  She's old enough to be trusted alone for a little
while at a time.  With you working days and being home more, and Mom
working Graveyard and being home days now, I'm not really needed.  The
three of you can do without me and it's time."

   "Okay.  I'll talk to your mom about this.  We'll help you get started
with some household goods for your apartment and a deposit if you need it.
You can pay us back later.  Have you thought about a job yet?"

   I told him about the ad.  He knew the man that owned the station and
said he was a good man.  He promised to give me a good recommendation if
asked.  I thanked him, shook hands, left him there and went to my room.

   I called the number in the ad and spoke to the owner of the station, Mr.
Baker.  I told him who I was and he agreed to meet me for an interview the
next day.  I hoped it would all work out.  It might mean more time with
Jen, or it might mean less time since I'd be busy more.  It would mean the
possibility of more private time though.

   I went back to my computer and looked for a web site for apartment
rentals.  I found a nice one that gave all the information you could
possibly need as well as pictures of the apartments.  I browsed through
their listings and found several that looked good and were not too
expensive.  I wasn't ready to rent one yet, but it gave me an idea of what
was available that I could possibly afford.

   My sleep that night was filled with dreams of my possible future.  I
could only hope the reality was close to that dream.

   The next day was Friday.  Only one more day 'til my date with Jen.  My
first class that morning was cancelled, so I went to see Mr.  Baker at his
station.  We had a very nice talk and he agreed to hire me.  His real need
was for an evening man.  He had planned to hire a man and train them during
the day for a week or so, then move them to evenings.  That would mean
either he or one of his day men would have to work the evening shift for a
while longer.  He thought that since I was experienced, he could just give
me a few hours of familiarization with his station and then start me right
off on evenings.  We agreed that I would come in Monday, after school, to
see how things ran.  I could start the next evening.  He had students that
worked the weekend, so I would have Saturday and Sunday off.  That suited
me fine.

   We shook hands and I was about to leave when he stopped me.  "Haven't
you forgotten something?"

   I tried to think what he meant but came up blank.  He took pity on me
and answered his own question.  "Salary?"

   We both laughed.  He told me that because of my experience and the fact
that I would save him the money and time to train a new man, he would start
me at the same level he paid his other attendants.  I was floored.  I
thanked him and left for school with a huge smile on my face.  If the work
load at his station was like it was at my dad's.  I'd have plenty of time
to keep up with my studying while school was still in session.  I would
also have enough money to pay for an apartment, utilities and food.  I was
sure I could manage and still find time for Jen and I to have time
together. I had another idea about that, but would have to see if I could
arrange it.

   When I got home that afternoon I told Jen we needed to talk.  She
suggested we leave a note for Mom saying I was giving her a ride to the
mall to pick up a few things.  This was not unusual, so I agreed.  We left
the note for Mom and headed out.  It was only a short ride to the mall so I
didn't get into anything serious on the way.  I suggested we go in and
actually buy something as a cover in case Mom asked.  I got a pack of socks
and Jen picked up some panties.  We found a table over in the corner of the
Food Court, where we'd have some privacy.  I got a couple of sodas and we
sat down for our talk.

   I started out by going over my plans for our date.  I had decided it
wasn't fair not to tell her so she could be prepared.  I didn't mention the
flowers or anything, just the dinner and the hotel.  I told her how I would
sneak her in.  She was very excited about the whole plan.

   "Jen, I have more to tell you.  Please hear me out before you get all
upset, okay?"

   She looked worried but agreed to try.

   "I got a job today.  I'll be working evenings and be off weekends.  That
means we'll be seeing less of each other for a while."

   She kept her word and stayed quiet but there were tears rolling down her
face.

   "We can still spend time together on the weekend.  I'm sure we can come
up with things to do together that will not be noticed as unusual by Mom
and Dad.  This is all part of my plan for us to be able to spend more
quality time together."

   She looked a little better.  I knew she understood what I meant by
"quality time".  We could still make love.  She smiled a little, but still
looked worried.  She sensed that there was more.

   "Yes, there's more.  In the next couple of weeks I'll be moving to a
place of my own.  I'll be getting a small apartment once my pay starts
coming in.  This will give us a place to be alone, but we need to make it
look innocent.  I have a plan but it will take some work on your part."

   "Okay."

   "The folks know I was looking for a job but only you know I got one. 
I'll tell everyone at dinner tonight.  You need to act surprised and a
little unhappy, but not too much.  I want you to mumble something like, I
wish I had a job too so I could earn extra money.  I'll ignore you and tell
them I want to talk to them more after dinner.  It's your turn to do the
dishes so I'll take them in the other room to talk.  We'll talk about my
plans to get an apartment and how it will affect my schooling and things
like that.  I'll mention that I expect to be very busy.  Then I'll mention
your remark about getting a job.  I'll suggest that they raise your
allowance, since you'll be doing more chores around the house.  You'll need
to pitch in and do more without being told so they can see how much of a
help you are after I leave.  I'll suggest that maybe you could come over to
my place once in a while to do some cleaning and things to help me out,
because I'll be so busy with both work and school.  I'll offer to pay you a
small amount to make it worth your while.  I think they'll agree and it
will give us plenty of time to be together.  It's not the best plan but it
should be the safest plan that will let us have time to make love without
anyone suspecting."

   She didn't look happy.

   "Will you still be able to help me with my tests?  Finals are coming up
soon."

   "Sure.  I'll find some excuse to see you for a few minutes now and then.
My shift starts at four so I can be at the house when you get home from
school and set things up then.  And with the summer vacation starting soon,
we'll both have the daytime free to do things together like we always do in
the summer.  This will work, Jen.  You know I love you, and this is the
best I can do for us.  Now we better get home."

   Jen still didn't look convinced but agreed to try things my way.

   Things went just as I planned at dinner.  I told about my new job and
Jen played her part very well, looking surprised and then sad.  She didn't
say much and got up to do the clean up while I took the folks into the
living room for a talk.  I told them what I wanted to do and they agreed
after a little discussion.  They knew I helped Jen with her homework at
times and when we got to the effect my moving would have on her I suggested
I could stop by the house for a short visit on my way to work to see if she
needed any help.  They liked that idea and agreed to my other suggestions
about her allowance and coming over to help me.  Everything seemed to be
going just as I'd hoped.

   When Jen finished the dishes she came in to join the conversation.  Mom
told her what we had decided and asked about help with her school work and
was pleased with the plan.  She acted a little reluctant to be taking on
more work at home and doing cleaning at my apartment until she was told her
allowance would be raised and that I would pay her for her time at my
place. That brought a smile to her face and she agreed with all our plans.
She did very well at acting the part as we had discussed.  Things were
going even better than I had hoped.

   I was very excited and it took quite a while to get to sleep that night.
I kept going over my plans looking for anything I had forgotten.  I didn't
come up with anything and finally dropped off to sleep.

   I slept well and dreamed about Jen and I on our date and making love in
the hotel room.  I didn't have a boner when I woke up.  Instead I found a
mess I had made when I came in my sleep.  Wow!  That was unusual.

   It was Saturday and I could hardly wait for my date.  But I still lived
at home and there were some chores that needed doing that morning.  It was
soon obvious that we were all excited about our plans for the evening.  Mom
and Dad kept looking at each other and smiling as they thought about their
night out.  Jen kept talking about the fun she was going to have at the
sleep over and I mentioned spending time with my friends at the party.  I
didn't go to many parties and that made it special.  I think my parents
might have tumbled to the deception except they were too busy thinking of
their own special evening out.

   We all agreed we had done enough by about eleven o'clock and each went
to get ready for our own evening.  I told them I had to run some errands to
get things for the party to help get it ready.

   I started at the grocery store.  I got some sparkling apple cider, which
was what Jen and I had when there was a celebration at our house where the
adults were drinking.  I also got a small tray of assorted snacks from the
deli department for us to nibble on.  I also found some small candles in
little holders that would work for the romantic atmosphere.  As I was
heading for the check out I noticed a section of party supplies.  When I
looked I saw some plastic champagne glasses.  I bought two.

   My next stop was the florists to pick up the flowers I'd ordered.  I
paid cash as I had planned and headed for the cleaners to pick up my
clothes.

   My last stop was the hotel.  I parked in the parking garage and went up
to the lobby in the elevator.  I checked in and went up to look at the
room. It was great.  Those older hotels were sometimes very classy and this
was one.  They even had a small room size refrigerator.  The bed was king
size and was very comfortable.  The bath room has both a tub and shower,
which I liked.  The shower was large enough for two, which I liked even
more.  It all looked great.

   I went back down to the car, got everything and took it all up to the
room.  I placed the cider, snacks and a bucket of ice I got from the
machine down the hall, in the small frig.  It just barely fit.  I left the
flowers on the table to be placed later.  It only took a few minutes to get
everything ready.  I would just need a minute to finish the prep when we
arrived that evening.

   I headed home and got there just as Mom and Dad were ready to leave.  We
all wished each other a fun time and they left at about two o'clock saying
they would see us Sunday afternoon.

   I suggested to Jen that we spend the next hour or so doing homework. 
She was not happy but agreed it was probably best so it would be done when
the folks got back.  I had a hard time concentrating and I'm sure Jen did
too.  Finally, at about three, I went to see Jen in her room.  I told her
it was time to get ready and kissed her, before going in to do my prep for
the big date.  I let Jen take her shower first as she had more to do and
then I followed when she was done.  We were both ready at about four
fifteen and left for the start of our date.

   End of chapter 06.


   

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