Chapter 1

A knock on the door in the middle of the night is always unnerving. Always unwelcome. Worse this one had the sharp, tense, emergency sound of trouble. Jimmy, rolled out of bed quickly, his snub nose 38, always close to him, in his hand. He flattened himself next to the door.

"Ya"

"Jimmy it's me Danny, man let me in quick."

Jimmy, recognized the panicky voice that was lowered to a tight whisper. He thumbed off the dead bolt, dropped the security chain and opened the door a crack, checked,... then opened it wider to let Danny in, along with his scrawny kid.

"What the fucks up Danny. You know what time it is?"

"Fuck the time. I'm in big trouble man. The fucking Rican gang is looking for me. And this time they won't be talking. I knocked off one of their runners a couple of days ago and I thought in the dark he wouldn't know me. Hell the way I cracked his skull I thought the son-of-a-bitch was dead. But today the shit, came to in the hospital and fingered me... the cock sucker. Now I have to split town... fast, real fucking fast. And I need money Jimmy, at least a thou." He looked at Jimmy with a beggars eyes.

"Danny I don't have a grand and I wouldn't give it to you if I did. We both know I'll never see it again. Sorry buddy, you should be more careful."

"Come on man. Ya can't say no to a friend. Anyway you can keep my kid, she is a sweet heart. She can clean for ya and stuff. When I have some dough I'll be back for her. What da'ya say?"

"I say I don't need a maid and I still don't have a grand."

But Jimmy was getting nervous. A pack of pissed off Puerto Ricans looking for someone that had ripped them off could be dangerous as hell. To dangerous to have this moron in his apartment. He looked at Danny and thought quickly.

"Look I have today's numbers cash but nothing else, two, three hundred tops... maybe. Take that and get the hell out of here."

Jimmy had several thousand in the apartment but figured he could get rid of this guy quickly and on the cheap.

Jimmy was right, a couple of minutes later Danny was gone with three hundred dollars and Jimmy had himself a new house guest.

Jimmy slid the lock into place and re-attached the chain. Then he tuned around to look at the girl.

"Well Sweetheart, looks like your mine for awhile."

She stared back at him with clear green eyes,

"I guess so," she said, a faint smile on her thin lips. "I think my dad is in big trouble."

She was just barely 5 feet tall, with a slim body and long red hair. She was quite pretty and he guessed she was about thirteen or so.

"Well it looks like you belong to me until your father comes back. Do you have clothes some where?"

"I don't have to many anyway but the Ricans are watching our apartment now. So I don't have anything."

"Well we'll buy you some things tomorrow. What's your name anyway? My name is Jimmy."

"Hi Mr. Jimmy my name is Rachel. I'm named after my mom. " Rachel forced the corners of her mouth up in the mimic of a smile and added.

"She's in jail."

"Well take off your jacket honey and make yourself at home, Rachel. You can sleep on the coach for now. I'll give you a "T", shirt to sleep in. The bath room is right around the corner and if you like you can use the shower."

"Thanks Mr. Jimmy. We haven't been back to our apartment since this morning when Daddy found out the fucking Ricans were after him. Do you have hot water? We didn't." The mild sprinkling of freckles across her nose and under her eyes, ran together and darkened mildly when she smiled.

"Look honey, first why don't you call me uncle Jimmy not Mr. whatever you said. And do you always swear like that? Never mind. I don't care but not in public with me O.K.? "

The truth was it was kind of sexy to hear the "F", word from such a young fresh looking girl. It was a turn on for Jimmy to hear the word 'fuck', slide so naturally from her tender lips. He felt a mild twitch in his cock, and remembered he was only wearing his boxer shorts.

"And yes there is hot water, knock yourself out sweetie."

In the bathroom Rachel stripped down and hopped in the shower. This was much nicer than at her dads apartment. The sparkling salmon, colored tile, the sliding glass shower doors, the hot water itself, were all luxuries to the young girl. She hummed and giggled to herself as she showered.

Jimmy surprised that Rachel hadn't closed the bathroom door, had no second thought about looking at her young image on the opaque glass of the sliding glass doors. Now he really had a hard on. He went to get her a blanket, pillow and sheet and left them on the couch.

"Do you have any shampoo Mr. Jim... I mean uncle Jimmy?"

"Ya" he called in from the hall. "It's on the shelf over the toilet, Rachel. Do you want me to hand it to you?"

"Yes Please"

Jimmy checked to be sure his cock wasn't showing then went into the bath room. "Here honey," he said as he opened the glass door a few inches, and handed in the shampoo. "Do you always leave the door open when your taking a shower?"

"My Daddy likes me to. So yes. Is it O.K.?"

'I'll just bet he does', Jimmy, thought to himself. Rachel reached for the plastic bottle. She had to opened the door even more when she reach for the shampoo, so Jimmy had a full view of her nude. Her soaking red mat of hair hung over her shoulder and back, like red steaming icicles. The fine red patch that should have covered her pussy was almost invisible from the water or not there yet. She was undeniable developing the curves of a young woman, but developing was the key word. She had a ways to go... still the promise was tantalizing. Two perfect half rounds formed her ass cheeks and small 'tea cup', sized tits sent blood rushing into Jimmy's cock.

It only lasted a minute, the sensual view that is, the memory would last a life time. Jimmy saw her look at his thinly covered cock then move her eyes upward without expression.

"Am I pretty? I bet I am. Daddy liked to look at me too."

She said mater of factly, the slightest hint of pride in her voice, and a tiny glint in her eyes as she tilted her head gave Jimmy an amenable but bold, very adult, stare.

"Oh yes, you are very pretty,... very, very pretty Rachel."

Jimmy didn't know what else to say next. The father daughter relationship confused him. Looking down he could see his cock head had moved above the elastic waist band of his shorts, and he knew she must have seen that too.

"How old are you Rachel?"

The water continued to splash down on her as she lifted her face to the stream. She slowly closed the sliding door and said, "Thanks for the shampoo. How old? Twelve... In a few more months."

Jimmy didn't know what else to say. He just thought it was a good idea to get in his room and jack off. Then, perhaps, the erotic thoughts in his head would disappear and he would stay out of trouble. 'Sure Jimmy', he said to himself... 'that should do it... NOT.' Instinctively he knew it wouldn't work but he had better try.

"Alright sweetie, help yourself to anything you want to eat. I put a fresh pillow, sheet and blanket on the coach for you. I'll see you in the morning."

"Good night uncle Jimmy. Thanks for taking me in."

"No problem Rachel. Sleep tight."

Jimmy was actually relieved to have the temptation removed as he walked into the bedroom. A few minutes later as he listened to the water continue to run, he had a wonderful climax as he thought about Rachel' young body and freckled face.

"And oh yes," he whispered to himself, "those beautiful potentially cock sucking lips."

The smell of coffee is the only civilized way for a man to wake from a nights sleep. Even an interrupted nights sleep.

It was just this civilized smell that woke Jimmy. It took him a moment as he regained consciousness to remember his house guest and understand the aroma.

'Oh my', he thought, (with a big smile), that little shit is real, Lord save me from temptation.' But he really didn't want to be saved. He would have put a robe on if he had owned one but he didn't. Anyway his dick wasn't hard so he was decent.

"Good morning Rachel" he smiled the name. "Aren't you the little home maker. Coffee smells great kid." Walking to her as she poured his coffee he gave her a fatherly kiss on the forehead and a not very fatherly squeeze of her ass.

"Well your timing was perfect, today is Saturday my day to shop. So we can get you a few things and you can help me buy some groceries."

"That sounds neat. I really need some new shoes... and underwear... and jeans... and."

"Stop, stop, stop... We'll see Rachel don't get to crazy." Jimmy gave her another squeeze. "We may be able to get to some of your own stuff yet. The Puerto Ricans can't watch the apartment for ever. We'll just see. We'll buy what ever you need for a day or so."

"O.K. uncle Jimmy."

A few minutes later a telephone call from a friend told Jimmy all he had to know. Danny wouldn't be coming to get his daughter. An hour or so after he had left Jimmy's the gang had found him at a bus station. He was dead. Jimmy took a deep breath.

"Hey that's life in the shit lane." He decided not to say any thing to Rachel, maybe later,... not now.

They spent the better part of the day shopping. He spent to much on her but he had it so why not, and he felt sorry for her. She was on her own now. They bought clothes and food, dropped it off at Jimmy's and then went to Danny's apartment, Rachel had her own keys. No Puerto Ricans around now of course, he knew why, she didn't. They brought all her cloths and stuff, including her TV and brought it all back to Jimmy's apartment. What a dam mess, piled in the middle of the apartment.

Jimmy gave her half the closet space and then gave her more. Little by little things got straightened out. And what didn't could wait. Together they strolled across the street and had a pizza for supper.

"Looks like you'll be with me for a while Rachel, where do you go to school?"

"Not to far I have a bus pass so no problem. I'll try not to be a problem."

"Your no problem sweetie. What year are you in school?"

"I'm only in the sixth grade,... Lincoln Jr. High, on third Avenue.

Sitting across from Rachel watching her eat Jimmy thought about how pretty she really was, even though she was very young. He found himself watching her lips and wondering how they would look wrapped around his cock. He shook the though out of his mind. Then he realized that she was watching him, watch her. She smiled as if she read his mind.

"You really like me don't you Uncle Jimmy? " She kept her eyes on him.

Then she giggled, "I know you do." She grinned at him as she sucked at the bottom of the Coke can with a straw.

"Yes I think I do Rachel. Let's go home it's been a long day."

Back in the apartment Rachel took a shower while Jimmy found a movie for them to watch in his bed room. (He thought it best if he stayed away from the shower, until he knew the rules better). He put on an old Clint Eastwood DVD, that he thought would be pretty age neutral.

A couple of minutes later Rachel jumped into the bed. Her red hair still wet. She had on the same "T", that she had on the night before. She puffed up a pillow and laid down right next to Jimmy.

"Well let's see the movie uncle Jimmy. Is it a stupid Walt Disney thing or something more fun. Do you have any of those... you know with the girls and guys fooling around? I'm in the mood to watch something like that."

Jimmy frowned not understanding what he should do, "This movie is not dirty at all it's Clint Eastwood. But I have some pretty dirty ones if you want to watch one." Jimmy almost asked if her father would want her to be looking at porn. But that of course wasn't important anymore.