The next day's viewing, was a different story. As I mingled around into the parlor, fashionably late as usual; one of the first sites I had the pleasure of seeing was the girl again. She looked even more radiant today. It was even harder to not focus on this picture of perfection. She was wearing another oh so short skirt ensamble today. The difference with today was the top. There was no sport coat hiding her from view today. She had on a fairly tight fitting top, that exposed that this girl may be young, but she was not prepubescent. She had budding breasts that could be made out quite nicely, do to the fit of her chosen top. My first site of her was her bending over the coffin, paying her respects to the deceased. I got a perfect view right up the back of her skirt. I felt my glans start to stiffen immediately. It was everything I could do to contain myself. I looked around hurriedly, and noticed that quite a few of my other male relatives had witnessed this site. After that, I noticed that she was pretty much in a flurry of motion today. I did my best to keep attention on my oh so honored relatives, but she kept walking back and forth, back and forth. I know she must have been bored to death, there were hardly any other kids her age around at all.

After a little while my throat was getting dry from all the family small-talk, so I went out to find myself a refreshment. The funeral parol had a nice little niche off to the side that families could take refuge in for a few minutes to help recharge. As I entered the little refugee-dining area, what should happen to appear in my narrowed field of vision? You guessed it, there she was. Just sitting there all alone at the table, fumbling with her fingers trying to pass the time. I lost my nerve, and passed right next to her, not stopping until I got to the water dispenser. I did however; happen to look back over my shoulder when I passed by the table. She had caught my eye. I winced inside, thinking of what my wolfish expression must have looked like. As I turned to pour my cup, I noticed that she had her nose up, eyes closed and was inhaling my scent as I had walked by. "That's Tommy you're wearing, isn't it?" were the first words I had ever heard her say. Such a sweet and innocent voice. "Um, yes" I stammered, "Did I overdo it, huh?" I felt my face starting to flush. "Mmm no, it's just fine. That's my favorite." And I could see that her face was also rosey. "It's a little hot in here, don't you think?" I couldn't believe I was actually trying this tired old line on anyone. "Yeah, actually I've been roasting in here all night." she said. "Well let's go outside and get some air, wanna?" I thought I was sounding pretty corny, but she complied. I happened to luck out and no one from my family was around to see us steal away to the outside.

To Be Continued...

I wasn't quite sure what had just happened, but she started laughing quite animatedly, as she was pulling me towards the parking lot. I was a little taken aback at her seemingly cruel laughter, so as we neared my car, I slowed pace a bit. I watched her from behind for a mnute, man she had the body of venus. She turned back to look at me, and then a troubled look crossed her face. I must have had a scowl or a pout on my face, because she started telling me that she had only been laughing because Donald was not her real father, just her new stepfather. And this made a little more sense to me when I thought about it, because it hadn't been that many years since I had seen him. After I thought about it for another minute, I realized that it had only been less than 7 years since I had seen him, and he wasn't married, and no children last time. At this, I myself, got a slight chuckle. How could I be so bone-headed? I must wear my emotions on my face like a mask, because she was smiling ear to ear when I looked back to her again.

I popped the door locks, and we sidled in. I made her aware of the fact that neither of us knew the other's name. She said that was okay by her, so i didn't press the issue. So here I am, with this beautiful girl that is a cousin, but not by blood. Hmm, I think I'm in a little too far as it is at this point but what the hell.."So you got anything to smoke, since you don't smoke cigarettes?", I asked her, trying to sound a mix between playful and polite, but it probably came out whiney. Man, the way she was sitting, almost sideways in the seat, made me want to just keep looking at those legs, and up farther. I had to try and stop myself, afterall, I didn't think it polite to be gawking at her, while she was sitting directly across from me. So her response was simply, "Yeah I do, but can we take a ride and smoke? It's starting to get a little stuffy in here." Oh my god, I'm such an idiot! I've been sitting here, eyeing her up like a sunday dinner, and never even turned the car on! I did notice that she was starting to glisten a bit. At this close distance, I could even see just how delecatble those sweet looking lips were. They matched her face almost perfectly, but were just a little on the puffy side. I imgained what they would feel like...

"Shit", I thought to myself, and then I tried my best to not show how embarrassed I was at that moment, as I started the car. "Um sure, a/c. No problem. I know a quiet park nearby that should still be open for a while." She nodded agreement, so I started pulled away, going out the rear exit, hoping none of my family saw me. I could feel the intense heat, from how red my face must have been. After a few minutes, the air was starting to chill the interior of the car, and my rosey cheeks felt a little better. As we were heading along, I could see from my peripheral vision, that she was getting fidgety in her seat. I couldn't help my perversive tendencies, and turned to look at her, just as she was raising one of her legs to cross them. I could see right up to her silky little panties. I felt my member twitch with a pang of excitement against my trousers. My goodness, I could even see tiny blonde pubes just barely coming out one side. I felt the the theobbing yet again, and knew it was trying to bust free. My eyes moved slowly up to her face, and sure enough, she was staring directly at me.

To Be Continued