"Are you crazy?" he barked, grabbing her T-shirt with one hand as he steered with the other. He hit the gas and kicked racks up as they bounced out of the parking lot and back down the rutted road towards the highway. Jeany had one end of her T-shirt while her uncle held the other. They fought over it until the car was out of sight of the lover's lane and then em jammed on the brakes and jerked the T-shirt away from her.

"Aren't I pretty?" Jeany said drunkenly. "Aren't I?" She pulled her chest out. Her tits weren't very big. But they were firm and round and rode high on her body. The nipples were a dark pink and Jeany knew how to make them stick out. If she could just rub them against something. Her uncle's shirt. She rubbed them there and clung to his shoulders.

"What do you do to girls when you take the out?" She whined. "Don't you want to do the same thing to me?" Uncle Bill was angry. He pulled her T-shirt over her head and jerked it down roughly.

"You just about got me in a hell of a lot of trouble, honey. Now I want you to put your arms through the sleeves of that T-shirt and then sit there and don't say a Goddamned word until I get you home."

"God, I'm drunk," she giggled, doing what her uncle had told her.

"Oh, Christ, if your old man finds out about me giving you liquor…" Bill drove on, his fingers twisting on the wheel. How we I to know you'd drink half the damned bottle.

"Gimme some more," Jeany laughed, reaching under the seat. Bill would have kept her from drinking it but he was trying to keep the car from going off into the woods. She got another swallow down before he slapped the bottle onto the floor.