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   Date of first publication: Monday PM, August 05, 2002

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   Story Intro: Ashley is a young eight-year-old preteen full of life.  She
has an accident with her bicycle Uncle Bobbie becomes Doc Bobbie.  A
pleasant read full of touching experiences.



   Uncle Bobbi's Adventures

   Ashley's Boo-Boo

   By Uncle Bobbie

   One thing good that comes from the result of my serious accident is the
changes made on my property.  Prior to my disability my lawn and flowerbeds
was the scourge of the neighborhood.  I was a workaholic and spent my home
hours sleeping.  My wife's only exercise was when she was in a horizontal
position.  I think that is why I originally married her.  She really knew
how to manipulate her beautiful body.  Unfortunately I wasn't enough for
her.  Her former boyfriend, at least I thought of him as former was getting
more use out of lush body then I was.

   Two years ago a serious back injury curtailed my work.  Lawn work and
weed pulling becomes my life.  My back won't allow me to do anything
strenuous so crawling around on the lawn chasing allusive weeds becomes my
passion.  You get to meet all your neighbors spending so much time in the
front of your home.  Today my property is the showpiece of the street.  No
weed in its' right mind will trespass on my lawn or flowerbeds.  My daily
ritual is how I met Ashley Drane.

   My name is Robert McElroy.  I have been unable to work for nearly two
years.  My loving wife and I use the term loving sarcastically left as soon
as she realized that I would be a burden in her life.  What she didn't
realize is I am set for life with my insurance payments and a settlement I
received.  At forty-three my life was in limbo until I became exposed to
the beauty and wonderment of young preteen girls.

   Ashley is an eight year-old young blond preteen with the most striking
blue eyes I have ever seen.  She is always smiling as she rides her bike
back and forth on the street usually in company with other young girls. 
Over a year ago she introduced herself to me.  Since then her body has
changed slightly, starting to show what a beauty she will be as a teenager.
Ashley is a very polite little preteen always says hello as she passes. 
She and her friends make for pleasant eye fodder.

   The exercise my lawn care provides helps to strengthen my weak body. 
When I first started my assault on the weeds I crawled dragging my legs
across the lawn.  This strengthens my arms and shoulders to the point I
started to look like a muscle bound fool.  As my back strengthened I
switched to crawling on my knees.  What really surprised me is the
neighbors' acceptance of me.  When they learned of my physical state they
gave me all kinds of support.  It took me nearly five years to actually
meet my neighbors.  It is surprising how nice people can be when you take
the time to meet them.  Ms.  Granger, a divorcee, really made my blood boil
when she stops to chat.  She has a body that doesn't quit supported by legs
of a fashion model.  She loves wearing elevated shoes and short-short
skintight shorts.  Since I usually am on my knees her pubes are right in my
view and very well shape pubes they are.  Her frequent chats brought my
pant snake back to life.  The accident must have caused some nerve damage
to my penis, as it was just a shriveled up stub for months.  My
manipulations didn't get it up.  Ms.  Granger certainly did.  Many a night
in my mind, it is Ms.  Granger sitting on top of me pounding my renewed
cock into submission.  I keep hoping it may become reality.

   Ashley is one of my constant visitors.  After vigorous play she stops
and chats with me.  She seems to be always on the street playing.  Her
clothes are always clean as she is.  Today is no different.

   "Hi Mr.  McElroy how are you today?"

   "Hi Ashley.  Please call me Uncle Bobbie all the other kids do.  I am
fine.  I'm checking to see if any weeds are trying to ruin my lawn."

   Ashley giggles.

   "Well you are out here every day I don't think they have much of a
chance."

   There are drops of moisture running down her face from the exertion of
her play.  It seems Ashley has a passion for very tight bicycle shorts. 
From this angle I can see dampness on her crotch.  My pant snake starts to
move in appreciation.  I wonder how nice this young preteen would taste. 
Ashley has no titties at all.  Her tight t-shirt is flat however there is
slight rises where her nipples are supposed to be.

   "Well until I am able to do something other than lawn care those weeds
will have to use the neighbor's lawns."

   "Well thanks for talking to me see you later."

   With that I watch Ashley small well-shaped bum moving as she pedals away
to her friends on the street.  My daily contact with the young girls has me
day-dreaming, often about one or more of the youngsters on the street.  I
have never pursued my fantasies.  In my limited experience many are curious
about men and what they perceive as sex.  It's better to let them make the
first move.

   For the next couple of days Ashley become part of my morning ritual. 
She stops and chats letting me ogle her body.  Her beautiful face and
unforgettable eyes are a major part of my evening masturbation.  She and
Ms. Granger are always the stars.  Many a tissue is flushed in honor of
both of their images.

   In my mind Ms.  Granger is a possible candidate to get back in the
world. She seems to make a point of talking to me every time she sees me. I
still haven't the nerve to ask her for a date.  My concern is my body may
not hold out.  She is a beautiful woman and no man wants to fail.  As long
as she keeps stopping there's hope.

   It is Friday and I am going through my usual ritual on the lawn when
Ashley goes by full tilt on her bike.

   "Hi Uncle Bobbie."

   Then she is gone down the street with her friends.  I watch four young
bottoms move as they pedal their bikes.  Those melons are for eating.  I
wonder?

   I was hoeing one of my flower bed when I hear a horrendous crash.  It is
Ashley.  She must have hit something on the sidewalk because she is hurt
and crying.  I move to the rescue.

   "Oh Ashley what happened?"

   "I don't know.  I hit something and fell.  I hurt."

   "Where?"

   I am nearly in tears myself, feeling the pain for this beautiful young
girl.  The last thing I would ever want is to see anyone of the young girls
in any pain especially Ashley.  She is my favorite.  She points to her
inner thigh.  The stress on the fabric has pulled her shorts into her
vulva. For a girl so young it very well defined.  As serious as the
situation is my pant snake reacts.

   "Can you walk?  Do you want me to carry you home?"

   "Of course I can walk.  My mom is working."

   "Would you like to come in and sit down?  Would you like something to
drink?"

   "Please.  It really hurts."

   Helping Ashley to her feet she limps to the front door.  Picking up her
bike I follow.  Once inside I have her sit in a large sofa chair I have in
the kitchen.  I had it put there when I first came home from the hospital.
I would sit there for hours and watch the birds in the back yard.  Ashley
still has tears coming from her eyes.

   "Uncle Bobbie it really hurts."

   She is rubbing her thigh.  I would like to do something for her, but
have no idea what.  Just watching massage her thigh, has me excited.

   "What would you like to drink?  I have milk and soda.  You are too young
to drink coffee?"

   Finally a smile on her beautiful face, hell I want to reach out and kiss
her lips and comfort her most of all I want to taste her pussy.  Ashley
keeps fidgeting trying get comfortable.  The bruise is really bothering
her.

   "I wish I didn't feel so bad Uncle Bobbie but it really does hurt."

   "Well if it would help maybe I can kiss your boo-boo better."

   She looks at me wondering.  She is thinking.

   "You would?"

   "Of course if it makes you feel better.  You can call me Doc Bobbie."

   She giggles and moves then the feeling of pain cross her face.

   "Oh I want you to kiss it better Uncle Bobbie."

   "Well to kiss it I have to see it."

   Fascinated I watch as Ashley stands up and lowers her bike shorts.  In
doing so her white little girl panties follow.  A dark purple bruise covers
her upper thigh but what catches my eyes is the wonderful view of her young
pussy.  She sits back down and spreads her legs, her peach opens showing
more beauty.

   "Oh please kiss it and make the pain go away."

   Kneeling in front of Ashley I can't help but feel privileged.  Her cunt
is a work of erotic art.  Leaning forward her little girls smell hits me
like an aphrodisiac.  My pant snake is pushing against my pants causing
tenting I haven't seen in years.  Kissing her bruise I taste little girl
sweat.  There is a faint scent of pee.  I kiss and lick her boo-boo.

   "Does it feel better Ashley?"

   "Yes please don't stop."

   Continuing her medication of kisses and licking her scent has my head
reeling.  I am only an inch away from heaven.  My mind says since you are
this close taste her.  I wonder if it would scare her.  Taking my life in
my hands I kiss her gorgeous little pussy.  Her body flinches but she
doesn't say anything.  Sneaking a peak at her face she appears confused but
certainly not afraid.

   "Does it still hurt?  Do you want me to stop?"

   "Please it still hurts but if feels better when you kiss me."

   That I take as permission to continue exploring her peach.  I kiss it
again and then use my tongue on her.  There is no description for the taste
of a young preteen.  Ashley moves but it is to spread her legs even more. I
continue to lap her very private body parts.  I want to spread her full
vulva to see if she has an exposed clit.  I am not sure how old it girls
are when it becomes sensitive.  I continue to lick and taste.  Her body
slides down in the chair exposing her tight anal opening.  My tongue flicks
it.  Ashley is whimpering.

   "Did I hurt you?"

   "No.  I have never felt anything like this.  Do you like doing that?"

   "Do you want me to stop?  You taste so good Ashley."

   "No don't stop.  It makes me feel tingly all over."

   Kissing the inside of both thighs I keep targeting her beautiful slit. I
work on the top of it hoping I can get her clitoris to react.  Did I feel
her body tremble?  This is a dream come true.  As I kiss and lick time
seems to stand still, then I feel her hand on my head.  Ashley fingers are
playing with my thin hair.

   "Uncle Bobbie that feels really good.  I can hardly feel the pain. 
Thank you."

   On my knees I just look between her legs.  Her vulva is puffy from my
tongue manipulations.  When I see her like this my desire is that all young
preteen girls shouldn't wear panties or shorts.  Beauty like this shouldn't
be hidden.

   "I should go now.  I feel better."

   Regretfully I watch her slip on her panties and then her shorts.  She
stares at me with a look of confusion on her face.

   "You shouldn't mention I kissed your boo-boo to anyone.  Lots of people
don't think that is right way to stop it from hurting."

   "I won't Uncle Bobbie.  I really feel a lot better.  You really know how
to fix a boo-boo."

   She still favors her right leg.  The bruise will be tender for a couple
of days at least.  I walk her to the front door and watch her mount her
bicycle and ride off down the street.  I return and make myself a coffee.
Hell then it hits me I just ate out a preteen girl.  I have never met
Ashley's mom.  Guilt takes over.  As much as I enjoyed every taste of
Ashley's pussy and would do it again my sub-conscience says it is wrong. 
How could something that feels and taste so good be wrong?  The balance of
today will be very long waiting of the axe to fall.  Ashley says she will
keep it our secret but when her mom asks she may blurt it out and the
police will be calling on me.

   Night comes and goes and in the morning making me feel much better. 
Ashley's mom must have come home by now and know about Ashley's accident.
In the middle of my first coffee of the day the telephone rings.

   "Mr.  Mc Elroy?"

   It is sexy female voice.

   "Yes."

   "Hello I am Ann Drane Ashley's mother."

   Shit just when I thought I was out of the woods three trees fall on me.

   "Hello Mrs.  Drane can I do something for you."

   "No I am calling about the situation from yesterday."

   Here it comes.  I look out the front window expecting three black and
whites with their cherries flashing.  What a shitty feeling.

   "Situation?"

   "Yes Ashley's fall from her bike and the fact you helped her.  I wanted
to thank you and say I am glad you are a neighbor the kids can count on. 
She told me you let her rest and offered her a drink for comfort.  She has
a terrible bruise.  She said you made her feel better.  I thank you for
that.  Maybe we can meet for a coffee.  Ashley seems very impressed by
you."

   "I would like that Mrs.  Drane."

   "Call me Ann."

   "Ok Ann any time you are free.  Perhaps your daughter mentioned I am
convalescing from an accident.  I am usually home."

   "All she told me is you spend a lot of time in your yard tracking down
weeds."

   "It is my only pleasure."

   Shortly after that she hung up with a promise to call me when she is
free some afternoon.  I really don't think she will but it will be
something to think about.  Feeling better about my situation I make another
coffee and breakfast.  Cleaning up my mess ready for the day the doorbell
rings.  It is Ashley.

   "Hi Uncle Bobbie, my boo-boo hurts can you kiss it again?"

   "It would be my pleasure.  Come on in."

   "Where does it hurt this time?"

   Ashley points to her crotch in the center of her vulva.  Her puffy lips
are pushing against the fabric of her yellow shorts.  She is wearing a
white tub top.  Her bright blue eyes are sparkling.  She is close enough
for me to smell the shampoo of her long hair.

   "Would you like to lie down while I kiss your boo-boo?"

   Ashley nods her head yes.  Locking the door I lead her to my bedroom. 
Fortunately I made the bed this morning.  If I were going to be visited by
the police at least my house would be neat.  Ashley looks so angelic.

   "Are you going to show me your boo-boo?"

   Ashley gets the hint and removes her shorts.  Her panties are white with
pictures of little blue birds on them.  She slips out of them and I see her
peach for the second time.  She climbs on the bed and spreads her legs.

   "May you should take off your top too so you feel comfortable."

   Without hesitation she slips off the tube top.  Her nipples stand out
from her chest.  The areolas are large and dark brown.  She looks so
beautiful.  Ashley moves to get comfortable and watches me.  Quickly I am
between her legs enjoying her young pussy.  Today I can taste some soap and
her essence.  Ashley came prepared to be eaten.  She likely doesn't know
the term but she knows what she likes.  Today I take liberties and spread
her peach.  There at the top of her slit is a small wrinkled hood hiding
her pimple clitoris.  Gingerly I push the hood down and am rewarded with
the ever so small clit.  Flicking it Ashley body shivers with anticipation.
She likely has never experienced a climax I hope I can bring her to the
brink.

   Putting my hands under her soft melon of a bottom I lift her pussy to my
face and enjoy the taste of a girl/woman.  What surprises me is Ashley is
secreting juice.  The mild taste is intoxicating.  Her small clit is hard
and dark purple.  The tip of my tongue can just feel it.  Each time I touch
it Ashley flinches with pleasure.  I hope it means she can experience a
climax.  Suddenly Ashley's hands are on the back of my head pulling in to
her pussy as her legs squeeze me and she tries to raise her hips against my
tongue.  Her body shutters as she experiences her first climax.  Her flow
of juice seems to increase.  In her relaxed state her pussy bosoms and her
pedals open allowing my tongue to penetrate to new depths.

   "Uncle Bobbie what happened to me?"

   "That was a climax.  It happens when you are sexually stimulated."

   "What does that mean?"

   "Did you like it when I did this?"

   My tongue touches her now very hard clit.

   "Oh yes that is why I came back.  My boo-boo really doesn't hurt at all
but it feels so good when you lick my tinkle."

   "Your tinkle?"

   "You know between my legs, my pee-pee."

   "Well you have a very nice tinkle Ashley I like licking it."

   "You are so bad Uncle Bobbie."

   I move my face back to heaven and attempt to clean up her excretions
that are flowing steadily.  When I bring this preteen to the brink again
she grabs my head pulling my face into her cunt and digs her heels into the
mattress and pushes up.  Again her body shutters with passion.  I can hear
her deep breathing.  Ashley has a contented look on her face.  I softly
roll her on her tummy and spread her melon cheeks.  Her asshole is a sight.
The tight opening is begging for attention.  When I kissed her bum cheeks
Ashley attempt to scrunch up her ass denying me of her taste opening.  I
open her melon and kiss her asshole.  She is weakening.  Then Ashley
relaxes and enjoys my tongue maneuvering her opening.  When I am done I
kiss it passionately then both of her bum cheeks.

   "That did feel good Uncle Bobbie.  You shouldn't be licking my bum hole
you know."

   "Didn't you like it?"

   "Yes but that is where I poop from."

   "I know you had a bath or shower before you come to visit me.  You taste
good all over."

   "I wanted you to lick me again so I bathed as soon as mommy left for
work."

   Leaning over we kiss.  Ashley puts her arms around my neck and we kiss
again.  I can feel the electricity flowing between us.  She kisses like a
woman.  Her tongue tastes as good as her pussy juice.  I lay beside her.

   "Does you boo-boo feel better now?"

   "Much better thank you.  Do you ever get boo-boo's on your peter?"

   "Peter?"

   "My friend has a five year old brother.  He is always playing with his
thing she calls it his peter."

   "Well when my peter gets hard it is a boo-boo."

   My pants are showing my stiff pole tenting.  Ashley eyes are showing
some surprise I assume at the size if she has only seen a five year olds.

   "It looks awful big compared to her brother's."

   "Well his will grow bigger as he grows up, just as you will have
beautiful breasts under your nipples very soon."

   Ashley smiles at the complement and pushes out her chest so her nipples
stand out.  I lean over and kiss each one.  Then suck very softly.  Her
hands are on my head cradling me to her nipples.

   "I watched a baby getting fed buy his mother.  I bet it feels like this.
Uncle Bobbie it looks like you have a very big boo-boo can I see it?"

   Ashley hasn't any idea how much I want to show her my tool and see if it
will fit into one of her openings.  I have the strongest desire to enjoy
this preteen but restrain myself.  Maybe sometimes in the future she will
be in frame of mind to try.  I really don't think she know too much about
sex at this point other then she likes having her pussy licked.

   Slowly I lower my pants and reveal my very hard cock to these young
preteen's eyes.  She never mentioned me eating her to her mother so I think
I can trust her.  Ashley's eyes widen as she surveys the size and girth of
my cock.  Precum is seeping from the eye of the snake.

   "Can I touch it?"

   "Please."

   Ashley's soft hand handles my shaft and I watch as she explores it
length and is surprised with my foreskin moves.  She grasps me with both
hands and pulls down revealing my dark purple head.  My precum seems to be
flowing steadily.

   "Do you need your boo-boo kissed?"

   "Oh yes please."

   Ashley's naked body leans over and she kisses the tip.  Her tongue licks
the precum and I watch her analyzing it.  She then takes another lick and I
close my eyes and enjoy.  She must have spotted my ball sack as I can feel
her warm hands exploring my balls.  Now this feels really good.  I nearly
jump out of my skin when I feel her mouth the head of my cock.

   "Do I suck it Uncle Bobbie?"

   "Oh yes Ashley for as long as you want.  When it squirts you know my
boo-boo is fixed."

   "Squirt?"

   "Yes I squirt a white cream.  It taste a bit salty but that means my
boo-boo is fixed for a while."

   "Do you get a boo-boo like this often?"

   "Usually when I see a beautiful young lady."

   Ashley quickly gets in to a rhythm of sucking.  I can feel her hand
rubbing my shaft.  It has been a long time since I felt like this.  My
former wife wasn't into blowjobs she just wanted to be eaten all the time.
I quickly come to a boil.

   "Ashley I am going to squirt.  Do you want me to do it in your mouth?"

   Looking at her with her mouth full of me she shakes her head yes and
continues to suck.  Then it happens, string after string of hot cum hit the
back of Ashley's throat.  She does her best to swallow but some seeps out
and runs down her chin.  I am glad I insisted on her getting undressed. 
Fresh cum stains on her top would be hard for a preteen eight year old to
explain to her mother.

   Finally I start to shrink and I slip out of Ashley's mouth and her
hands. She looks at my fallen soldier in astonishment.  It is lying limp on
my stomach.  My once proud staff is a limp fold of skin.

   "Wow you sure squirt a lot of cream.  I couldn't swallow it fast enough.
It doesn't taste too bad.  Does this happen to your boo-boo every time?"

   "Yes if you come back this afternoon I will be a boo-boo again as soon
as I see you."

   Ashley is smiling as she leans over and kisses me with her cum coated
lips.  I can taste myself.  She snuggles into my arms and squeezes me.

   "Uncle Bobbie you are the best friend I have even better than Maryse."

   We stay in bed cuddle up for nearly an hour when Ashley starts to
fidget. She is anxious to go out and play with her friends.

   "Uncle Bobbie I have to go can I use your bathroom?"

   "Yes I will get you a towel and a face cloth for you to clean up.  I
will need a shower as well."

   Once dressed and we are down stairs as she leaves when turns and smiles.

   "Can I come back this afternoon Uncle Bobbie I bet my boo-boo will need
some more kisses."

   "Ashley you are welcome any time especially when your boo-boo needs to
be kissed."

   Ashley rushes out of the house I hear her shouting for Maryse as she
hits the street on her bike going full blast.  Me I haven't felt this good
since the last time I was between my wife's legs, it seems like an
eternity. A long shower helps me revive.  The feeling of aura engulfs me.
Life is good.  The telephone rings bringing me back to earth.  It is Ann
Drane.

   "Hello Mr.  McElroy it is Ann Drane.  Are you free tomorrow after noon
at six?  I get off work then and I can drop by."

   "Hello.  Please call me Bobbie I have had that nickname since I was a
boy.  Yes I will certainly be home if you are planning to visit."

   "Ok Bobbie I will see you see you then."

   Ann has a very pleasant sexy voice.  I wonder if Ashley takes after her
mother.  I hope so.  I would love to see an adult version of Ashley.  That
reminds me to make sure I am not between her daughter's legs when her
mother comes a knocking.

   Feeling good about myself I enjoy the balance of the day wondering if
Ashley will need her boo-boo kissed.  Then I hear a knock on the door. 
Looking out I can see Ashley's bike leaning against a tree.  Brimming with
pride I open the door and am greeted by Ashley and the cutest looking
oriental girl I have seen.

   "Hi Uncle Bobbie this is Maryse.  She has a boo-boo."





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