My Cousin Kristie

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When Kristie found out that I often wrote sex stories, she wouldn't leave me alone. I'm almost 30 and Kristie is my cousin, barely 19 when this relationship began, petite and quite a doll. I guess most people would call her "cute" because of her looks. But she has always been a precocious kid, graduating at the top of her high school class, getting scholarship offers galore. But she wanted to go to the local business school and work full time locally. She occasinally did some modelling because, as I said, she's a doll. Her short reddish-brown hair, freckled nose and bawdy sense of humor made her popular with everyone, including me.

A few weeks ago, I answered the door to find Kristie, wearing shorts and a halter top. "Hi, Cuz," she said. She'd call me 'Cuz' as a pet name. "Got a few minutes to talk?" I asked her in and no sooner had I shut the door than she asked, "Is it true you write fuck stories?" I'd heard Kristie say 'fuck' before, but always as part of a joke. But this time it was different.

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