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Aunt Amelia, The Modelthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:older women/men, 14972 words)

Author: Joshua
Added: Oct 21 2015Views / Reads: 2746 / 1399 [51%]Story vote: 9.93 (15 votes)
A young man discovers a little known fact about his seventy-five year old aunt Amelia. When he convinces her to post for him, he discovers she has talents beyond modeling.
 


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For as long as I can remember, I've always been a fan of art. I guess that was something I got from my uncle Bernard, the man who raised me after my mother and father passed away from a sudden outbreak of the flu when I was twelve years old. Mom and dad had always been close to my uncle, who was actually my father's twin brother. So growing up, each day was as if my dad was still there with me, caring for me and doing his best to turn me into a man.

Bernard and his wife Amelia were never wealthy, so any idea I had of going to college after graduating from high school without a scholarship was out of the question. Sure, I was a decent football player in high school but I was never really good enough to catch the eye of college recruiters. That was where Bernard's love for art came in. He taught me how to draw, how to paint, and I used those skills to gain a partial scholarship to a local university. I stayed at home and commuted across town on my bike to attend classes. I'd create a painting or drawing and show Bernard who always had kind, but instructive comments about my work. My uncle was a kind man and when he died last spring, not too long after my twenty-first birthday, I was saddened for a long, long time.

Life at home now was just myself and seventy-five year old Aunt Amelia. Just as with my uncle, Aunt Amelia and I were also close. After her husband's death, although she said she knew very little about art, I didn't actually believe her because each day, especially during the ...

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