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Outwardly, suburbia maintains the straitlaced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of sexual promiscuity and experimentation. All in the spirit of good, clean fun. But where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another? When the children set as their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
HORNY NAUGHTY NIECE is the story of one family. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to its inhabitants it is the norm.
HORNY NAUGHTY NIECE — a novel of fiction and a symbol of our restless society as food for serious thought.
“Now, honey, you just remember that your uncle and cousin and I all feel the same way about your staying with us for a while… we want you to consider this your home. We all want you to feel comfortable here with us,” Aunt Julie told Ivy as Uncle Brock helped the teenaged girl into the guest room with her several suitcases.
“I always feel at home here, Aunt Julie and Uncle Brock,” Ivy murmured with a smile as she looked at her aunt and uncle, thinking how nice and loving they both were. Her gaze lingered on Uncle Brock and, for the first time, the youngster realized just what a hunk the man was. Guess I must be growing up, she thought, feeling her little pussy begin to drool. “And it’s not like this is the first time I’ve come here for a visit.”
“Oh, we know that, honey,” Uncle Brock said, sitting down next to his niece on the edge of the bed and placing his large, warm hand on her knee. “But before, it was always just for a few days at a time. Now, your parents want you to stay here indefinitely, so we want you to think of our home as yours.”
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