ENTER ME

heather mixture and Hun were beginning cousins. Neither one of them would confess to know much about genetics but it wouldn't take a genius to figure out that they would be pretty ending in the cistron kitty. Their Father of the Church were identical twins, big solid good-looking gymnastic guy with reddish-brown hair and they had married a pair of sister. Their married woman weren't twins, but they were born a year apart and looked very a good deal alike : slim, blond and pretty.

The families lived as next-door neighbour in houses that were mirror image of each other. Holidays and other extra juncture were celebrated together, and the brother jointly owned a house at the beach one engine block from the ocean and both families would vacation there, separately, together and in several combinations thereof. Both families had two children : Krauthead and Heather each had a younger pal. Understandably the mob were close.

broom was one yr older than Boche, and they were very close growing up. Aside from sharing their family experiences, vacation and holiday, they also participated in many activities together and shared many of the Sami friends. They were pretty fast until midway in heather's senior yr of luxuriously school. Then Calluna vulgaris went off to college and they lost touch.

They went to two different universities in two different states. Heather majored in elementary instruction and Jerry studied business concern. Throughout the college years they'd see each other at holidays and occasionally in the summertime, but they each had separate life-time and different agendas.

They reconnected somewhat when Heather graduated from college. She came back home and the family threw a big party for her. Then a class later when Kraut graduated his family threw a big bash down at the beach planetary house. Both families and assorted friend crowded the place, it was partly a celebration of him getting his degree but mostly a big family reunification and massive beach flak. Everyone kicked back and had a with child time. This is when Jerry and Heather started to catch up on lost time.

Most of the masses in both family line and the swarm of invitee stayed for the weekend and then went back home plate. But by this time Heather was a Kindergarten teacher and was just beginning her summertime holiday so she was planning on staying at the beach for a expert part of the summer. And Jerry was three weeks away from starting his new job as a management trainee for a manufacturing company, so he was planning on hanging around at the beach for a while as well.

Boche couldn't believe what a stunning woman his cousin Heather had grown into. She'd always been attractive -- a slim, blonde, shapely boy magnet -- but now she had matured in a very secure and sexy way. She was relaxed, loved to laugh and was easy in her own skin. Throughout the weekend Kraut found himself stealing glance at her when he thought she wouldn't notice.

But of class she did notice because she was having similar thoughts of her own, and taking peek of him whenever she could. She admired his tall stature, his slim, athletic body, his strong Chin and cheekbones and dandy chocolate-brown hair.

Most of the revelers, supporter and kinsperson alike, left on William Ashley Sunday, and a handful of others stayed over until Monday before heading dwelling house. By Mon afternoon Calluna vulgaris and Jerry had the place to themselves.

Over the next few days broom and Jerry relaxed and played planetary house. They both did their own thing separately -- version, resting, walks, runs, whatever -- but they also shared a fairly amount of time together, going to the beach, preparing meals, talking and just hanging out around the home. a great deal of that metre was spent catching up and reminiscing about their untried daytime. Jerry found himself admiring Heather's aphrodisiac consistence more and more and he often wore shades so he could check her out without getting caught. Her shoulders and arms and branch were tanned and toned and her stomach directly and taut. Whether she was lying on the arenaceous beach in her inkiness two-piece or bopping around the house in short pants and a halter she for certain looked hot and unlike any kindergarten instructor he'd ever seen.

On Thursday evening after heating leftover pizza pie for dinner they were sitting on rockers on the hinder porch together talking and drinking beer. Behind his tad Jerry was ogling Heather's long, passementerie, stretched-out ramification and her calico toenails resting on the railing. She wore curt denim cut-offs and a sleeveless White person top. As they drank the common cold beers their conversation heated up.

"Hey, guess who I saw the other day ?"Calluna vulgaris blurted, wiping beer from her chin.

"Who ?"Jerry asked.

"Remember that prom queen you went out with in 11th degree ?"

"Jenny ?"

"Yeah, Jenny, that's her. I ran into her at my school. She has a son in one of the former classes."

"How's she doing ?"

"Divorced. Looked pretty rough to tell you the truth. She still has a good body but she looked a lot previous and stressed-out. I guess being a unity mom can do that to you. And I think she came on to me."

"Get out !"Jerry said.

"I'm serious. I heard her life story in under a second and then she started hitting on me."

"What did she say ?"

"She told me how great I looked and asked if I was seeing anyone and would I like to foregather for a drunkenness and all that."

"No shit ? What did you say to that ?"

"I politely declined. Told her I was going away for the summertime. I never really liked her much. I always thought she was persnickety. I felt bad when you started seeing her. I knew she'd screw you over."

"You were right. But she was right about one thing though."

"Oh yeah, what was that ?"

"When she told you how heavy you look."

Heather turned and stared at him for a minute."Thank you,"she said.

"It's okay for a guy to say that to his cousin, isn't it ? Without it being creepy or anything ?"

"No, I guess not,"she said, finishing off her beer. She rose up out of her chair."You look pretty good yourself. You want another ?"

"Sure, thanks,"he said.

Heather returned with two cans of beer and handed one to Jerry.

"Thanks,"he said, and removed his dark glasses since the even was now in deep gloam."This reminds me of when we were kids, our kin sitting on the porch in the eve. Only back then the adult had the beers and us kids had cold lemonade or tea."

"Can I ask you something ?"broom said.

"Of course,"he said. He took a big draft of his beer because he didn't know what was coming.

broom turned to face him and said,"When we were kids we were so skinny. We went swimming, to the movies, played biz, played ball together…"

"Yeah, you were a better ballplayer than most of the guys I knew."

"... And we were close nearly of the way through mellow schoolhouse. But something happened the second half of my aged year. Something changed. You became tempestuous, distant."

"Robert the Bruce,"Jerry said.

"Bruce ? What's he got to do with it ?"

"Yeah, Robert I. I knew Sir David Bruce pretty well and I regretted introducing him to you and was mad when you started dating. I didn't faith him. I knew he didn't have much respectfulness for cleaning woman and didn't treat them very well. I knew it would end badly. He wasn't salutary enough for you."

"Well, I don't disagree with that, he turned out to be a real jerk. But didn't you trust me adequate to figure that out for myself ?"

"I knew you would eventually. But I didn't want you to get hurt."

"Aw, that's sweet. My unseasoned cousin being the older brother I never had."

"I know, I was wrong, and I was too stupid to admit it. I'm sorry it took this longsighted. But that's not really all of it."

"No ? What do you signify ?"

Jerry took a levelheaded gulp of his beer."I was envious,"he said, the breathy Book nearly lost in his throat.

It was now dark but Krauthead could sense Calluna vulgaris's centre glaring at him.

"Jealous ?"she asked incredulously."What do you stand for, you were jealous ? Jealous of what ?"

"I was jealous of all your boyfriend. But especially Sir David Bruce. I was pissed that a jerk like Robert the Bruce could be dating you. You were one of the red-hot daughter in school…and my cousin…and it just irritated the hoot out of me that he could be with you, and…"

"And what ?"She was now on the edge of her rocker facing him.

"I'm sorry Calluna vulgaris, I've said too much already."He drained his can and said,"I need another beer."

He started to get up but Calluna vulgaris grabbed his forearm and pushed him back onto his chair. He was surprised at the assuredness, damp strength of her helping hand on his arm.

"And what ?"she repeated.

Boche leaned forward and rubbed his eyebrow.

"I was jealous it was Bruce and not me,"he rasped softly."There, I said it."

After a moment of rest Heather responded."But you're my cousin-german, Jerry. We're family."

"I know that. But, as close as we were did you ever think about what might give birth happened between us if we had just been neighbors, and grown up together…and our fathers hadn't been chum ?"

"But they are. And our female parent are also sisters."

"Yeah, there's that too,"he said with a sigh."Somehow it just doesn't seem honest. Two citizenry could be a everlasting match but it's off-limits because their fathers are brothers."He laughed and shook his question. He got up and went to the kitchen and returned with two more beers. He sat and tried to hand one to Heather.

"Nah, I've had enough,"she said, and wobbled up and out of her rocker."And thank you, Jerry, I appreciate your honesty. And I wouldn't be completely reliable if I told you I've never given it a thought. I have. It was just too proscribed and I forced it out of my mind."

She leaned down and kissed him on the top of his head and said good night. Then she wobbled into the home and up to her room.

Jerry sat in the dark and nursed his way through both beers and the second gear one was affectionate as piss by the time he finished it.

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When Jerry woke up the following sunrise and dragged his ass out of bed heather mixture was missing in action. Her car was gone. So he fixed some coffee and ate some maize flakes. Then he took an old beat-up wooden surfboard down off the wall of the one-car garage and lugged it down to the beach. He spent the break of day riding the lukewarm waving and in the afternoon went for a run and read a record on the beach. When he got back to the house in the tardily afternoon broom's car was back in the driveway.

That evening they decided to go see a movie at a hotel on the beach a few engine block south. It was an old hotel, not one of the modern heights rise monstrosities. It was called The Reefer and was owned by an old hippie couple who were film caramel and on Friday night, weather permitting, they showed old movies outside for free. The due north exterior wall of the place was painted white and they it used for the sieve and there were two beach volleyball tribunal right below. On Friday night they would take down the net and people would flock in early with their beach chair to get good hindquarters. The owner would set up an out-of-door bar and sell drinks and popcorn and project the movie up onto the wall. It was a local summer tradition that had been going on for years.

They grabbed a couple of beach chairs and hoofed it on down to The spliff. It was well before dark when they got there so they were able to get a gravid maculation right up front. Jerry got them beers in plastic cup and a big bucket of popcorn. It was a hot, unenviable nighttime and the beers went down common cold and quick and he soon went to the bar for refills. As the fall turned to dusk they talked about the picture show they were about to see. It was ‘ The Big rest ’, an old Prince Philip Marlowe film noir from 1946 with bogey and Bacall.

It was a pleasant evening. Their conversation was barren and easy and didn't go near what they'd talked about the night before. After the motion-picture show on the way back they decided to go into a position called The sand bar for a collation and a nightcap. It was popular with Loretta Young hoi polloi and had a reputation as a singles bar, but it served dear food at reasonable prices and was so convenient to the beach theatre that they had both been there many prison term. There was seating inside and out but since they were wet with lather they chose to go inside.

"Oh shit !"Heather said as they approached the entryway.

"What ?"Krauthead asked.

"There's that crawling who was hitting on me the lowest meter I was here. His name's Jason."She pointed to a guy in freight shorts and a tankful top posing at the outside bar."Must be a local, that's the same crapper he was sitting on live sentence. make believe you're my boyfriend !"

Heather grabbed Jerry's bridge player in a vise handgrip. Their fingers interlocked and they walked up onto the deck. Jerry liked the feel of her finger and the moistness of her palm. They had to wait a arcminute or two at the room access before they were seated. Jerry stole a sideways glance toward Jason. He was staring right at them.

They were seated at a deuce in the corner by the windowpane with a great vista of the highway. Hun leaned their beach electric chair against the wall and they sat down facing each former. Playfully he immediately slid his chair around the little table so it was adjacent to Heather's and put his arm around her.

"What are you doing ?"she asked, shying away.

"You said to pretend I'm your boyfriend,"he whispered into her ear."So that's what I'm doing."

Heather cackled and said,"Well, back off Romeo, and behave yourself,"pushing him away."I'll let you know."

Krauthead was laughing as he scooted his chairwoman back to where it had been. He caught the eyes of a match at the succeeding table. They were a good-looking span perhaps a few age older. They had witnessed what he'd done and were smiling.

"He always gets kittenish after we go to the movies,"broom said, and they all laughed.

They ordered Sir Thomas More beer and shared a couple of appetizers. They talked about the movie they'd just seen. There were a act of slaying in the pic but not all of them were solved.

"Who killed the chauffeur, anyway ?"ling asked.

"hell on earth if I know,"Jerry said.

They talked a little bit here and there to the span at the next table. Bob and Fran, attractive, thirtyish, splice four yr. After Bob paid their tab he and Fran rose from their tabular array and took a footprint closer to Boche and Heather.

"Hey, do you guys swing ?"Bob asked in a quiet voice.

Kraut and Heather looked at each early and rock their heads.

"Ah, too bad,"Bob said."Are you straight ? Or bi- ? Or maybe bi-curious ?"

"Straight,"heather and Krauthead said in unison.

"Too bad,"Fran said, looking right at heather. Then they turned and walked away.

"fountainhead, that was weird,"Heather said.

"Yeah, sure was. You're quite a popular young lady tonight."

"Oh yeah, how's that ?"

"You have a guy out at the bar who wants to hit on you, the cleaning woman who just left wants to hit on you, and you have a pretend boyfriend right here at this table who'd like to hit on you but can't."

ling's eyes bored into his and with a coy smile she shook her brain."We better get on home. We've had too much fun for one night."

-- --

back at the house Krauthead stowed the death chair into the service department and went into the planetary house and up to his room. He pulled clean clothes out of the dresser and went into the lavatory. He showered and when he returned to his room he noticed that Calluna vulgaris's bedroom threshold was slightly ajar. He walked over and looked in. She was standing in front of the mirror brushing her hair. He tapped lightly on the doorway. She beckoned him in and continued to brush.

He opened the threshold and walked over to her.

"I just wanted to say thank you for the hot day of the month,"he said."It was fun being your fake boyfriend for a nighttime. Maybe we can go again succeeding Fri. They're showing ‘ Singin'in the rain ’. Weather-permitting, of course."

heather mixture's mouth twisted into a wry smiling. She turned toward him and said,"Yes, it was fun. You were a great appointment. We made a good-looking couple."

"That's what peak and Fran thought. And just think, if we were bisexual person tramp we'd would have both got laid."

"Ugh,"she said with a frisson."That was creepy, strangers approaching us like that."

They just stood there for a frozen moment peering into each others'eyes.

"May I kiss you goodnight ?"Jerry said in a low croak. He hadn't planned it, it just popped out. But there it was.

Heather didn't react at first, she just stood stock-still staring up at him. Finally with a tenuous shrug of her shoulders she nodded.

Jerry pressed his mouth gently against hers and instantly melted into the unfitness of her lips. He kissed her gently at first, then with more potency he pressed her rim with his and placed his workforce on her hips. After about thirty moment he pulled back. They stood close, their faces inches apart and their eyeballs wide and locked.

No words were exchanged, but after a silence that was probably not as long as it seemed Jerry could see Heather's head shaking ever-so-slightly back and forth as if trying to cover a language she could not speak.

Jerry's mouth found hers again and his hands left her pelvis and climbed their way around her spinal column. Heather's hairbrush fell onto the woodwind floor with a acuate clonk and her limb surrounded Jerry's speed body. She felt his knife shadow along the subtle cleft of her join back talk and she opened them for him. His tongue flung into her and it felt prominent and secure in her backtalk, a feral probe searching her, trailblazing into uncharted territory.

Heather liked the flavour of Jerry's arms wrapped around her. As the snog went on she dug her finger's breadth into the flesh of his backbone and her arms pulled him tighter than she expected, pressing her nipples against him. She felt his cock stiff against her stomach.

The kiss was long and hard just like Kraut's dick. And as much as he wanted to tear Heather's clothes off and throw her down on the bed he knew he wouldn't.

When the osculation finally subsided Krauthead followed it up with several sweet piddling passel on her brow and brass and chin and a finale on her backtalk. He relaxed his grip and they unwrapped.

"That was nice,"he said. She nodded with watery eyes."Good Night, Heather."

Jerry turned and walked out of her room, trying not to stumble, and clicked the door shut behind him.

Heather sat down on her bed and picked up her hairbrush, and looked at her trembling hand.

"Fuck,"she said softly to herself.

-- --

In separate rooms not xx feet apart they each lay awake with minds buzzing in overuse and their loin stoked by the hot memory of what had just transpired. Sleep was slow in coming for both but when it did it was trench and dreamless.

-- --

Boche awoke in the break of day and smelled the coffee. He went to the kitchen where he found Scots heather leaning against the counter sipping from a mug. He tried not to ogle her. She looked good in white shorts and a slender icteric singlet. She had a baseball cap on her head and her pilus was tied back. There was a bottle of sun block on the riposte and he could see that she was already oiled up.

"Good morning !"he said cheerfully.

"Good morn,"Heather replied.

"Are you heading out ?"

"Yeah, going for a walk on the beach. Do you remember we should talk ?"

"Talk about what ?"he said, playing dumb.

"I think you know what."

"Sure, let's talk of the town,"he said, and poured coffee into a cup and sat on a can at the breakfast bar.

"What happened terminal Nox ?"

"well, we went to a movie and then to The Sandbar and then came home…"

"Jerry…"

"And we kissed."

"Yes, we did."

"We're kissin'cousin,"he said.

"That wasn't like any cousin kissing."

"I've wanted to snog you like that forever. It was the unspoilt kissing I've ever had. You didn't seem to mind."

"No, I didn't, that's the problem. Did we go too far ?"

"Go too far ? We kissed, Calluna vulgaris, a nice hot kiss."

"But… I don't know. Did we go too far ? Was it…incest ?"

"Incest ? We're adults here, heather mixture. I don't think that's incest. We were two adults kissing. Rather passionately I may add."

"When would it be incest ?"

"To me incest is when it involves kids and it fucks them up for life. We are consenting adults."

"Would it be…penetration ? Your tongue penetrated my oral cavity. My tongue penetrated yours."

"To me incest would be if one person was taking reward of the early and penetrated them ..."

"With a division of their body early than their natural language ?"she said.

"No, that's not what I mean."

"What if your hand entered my body…or your cock ?"Heather said."Would that be incest ?"

That stopped the yakety-yak for a moment. They peered into each others'eyes in the silence.

"I guess that would be for you to decide. I don't know."

"wellspring, Cuz, I don't know either. All I know is that you kissed me last dark, and I didn't resist, I kissed you right back, and it was a doozy. And I had a feeling it was going to happen, maybe willed it to encounter, and it did. And it took my breathing time away almost. And now I'm confused. I'm conflicted. I don't know whether to be scared to death or tickled to death !"

"I vote for tickled,"Jerry said, and started to get off his stool.

"Don't,"Heather said. She opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water."I'm going for a walk."

-- --

Scots heather headed north on the beach. About a mile Second Earl of Guilford of the house the beach homes and condos and hotels abruptly ended and it became pristine park and the beach was practically vacate for mile all the way to the north end of peninsula.

-- --

After drinking his umber and eating some fruit Krauthead went down to the beach. The ocean was as categoric and still as a young puddle so there would be no surfboarding. He set down his chair and towel and swam for about twenty minutes, then sat down to say his book.

He finished his novel in about an 60 minutes and then went for another swim. Then he walked back up to the house, put on some dry wearing apparel and got into his car and drove the couple miles to the town center. He had a crybaby salad sandwich and an iced tea at a humble coffeehouse and then went to the bookshop across the street. Jerry had always been a mark for bookshop and he needed something new to read. He wandered through the good deal for a couple of time of day reading this and that before deciding on which two paperback whodunit to buy. He also picked up a thin paperback for Heather.

-- --

heather walked barefoot on the beach for hour. She had a determined pep in her dance step as her legs took long, steady strides and her mind ran relay in her head. It was a hot, sensual day with no zephyr and the sun beat down and heated her skin and the beach sanded the hind end and position of her feet.

After respective hour she ran out of commonwealth. In her mind-racing beach walk she'd gone all the way to the Second Earl of Guilford intake and could go no farther. She looked up at the beacon that towered above only a few yards away. She turned around and looked southward and could barely see the town in the distance. ‘ Oh shit ’, she thought to herself ; ‘ Now I have to walk back ! ’.

She was hot and soaked with effort. Her water supply nursing bottle was empty. Her feet were chafed and unspeakable. She started walking.

-- --

It was getting to be late afternoon when Jerry got back to the sign of the zodiac. There was no sign of Scots heather. He wrote a dead inion inside the face cover of the book he'd bought her and placed it on her pillow. He changed into his running clothes and decided he'd need a overnice foresighted run before he started worrying.

-- --

It was one-quarter till four by the time ling got back to the house. She drank one bottle of water straight down, getting a bit of a brain freeze, and then grabbed a second. She ate a banana in three morsel. She went to her room and placed the water on the nightstand and peeled off her muddy, drippy clothes. She was pulling on a twain of perspiration and a t-shirt when she noticed the Koran on her pillow.

It was ‘ The Little Prince'by Antoine de Saint-Exupery. She knew the record and its moral well. Not too different from a example she may have just relearned on her foresighted walk. She'd read it many times as a youngster and a few times since. She lay back on the bed and opened the book. There was a short commitment : ‘ To my favorite cousin Heather : A special Bible for a special noblewoman. beloved, Kraut ’.

She started to read but after a few page fell fast asleep.

-- --

Jerry ran over six international nautical mile in the sticky heat. He drank some water and headed to the exhibitioner. heather's bedchamber door was undecided and he was relieved to see her lying on her bed sound asleep. He tiptoed into the privy a few metrical unit away. He turned on the weewee, stripped and got in the shower.

Calluna vulgaris's eyes popped open. The book was resting on her stomach. She checked her watch ; she'd slept about XL transactions. She got up and looked in the mirror. Pretty rough, she thought to herself. Sandy, half-matted hair, reddened facial expression, raccoon optic where her shades had been. She took off her tee shirt : sharply demarcation between the flesh her vest had and had not covered. Burnt ears that she'd forgotten to cover with the sunblock. She decided she needed a shower too. She peeled off her pants.

Naked, Heather walked out of the room and over to the bathroom room access. She turned the knob quietly and opened the doorway a crack. There was a mist in the air and a loud hammering of the cascade. She opened the room access quietly and went in. Fortunately it was a large shower bath stall and Jerry was facing sideways with his head directly under the shower head. Heather opened the smoked glass door and stepped into the shower.

"What the fu --,"Jerry exclaimed as he turned to face her.

"Need any aid ?"Heather asked, grinning. She grabbed a bar of goop off of the ledge and began lathering up her palms.

"All that I can get !"Boche said enthusiastically.

"I'll wash you,"she said."And you can moisten me."She began rubbing her soapy hands over his chest.

Jerry put his branch around her shank and moved his point toward hers. Heather reached to put the bar of scoop back on the shelf but missed, and just as their brim were about to converge it fell like a dead weight on one of her sore feet.

"Yeow !"she yelped as she shuffled her feet, and Jerry clutched her tightly so she wouldn't slip and fall.

"Are you okay ?"Jerry asked with concern.

"Okay. It's not anything that your buss won't make better."

His lip barreled into hers and hers were open up to suck him in. With the forceful torrent raining down on them their mouths maneuvered and their eubstance writhed to find their maximal pinch. Kraut held her wet ass in his hand for the first time and pulled her mind close to his with the other. Heather had one hand on the back of his neck opening and the other roamed his rachis and rear end. She felt his cock, concentrated and gear up, pressed against her and she only ended their kiss once she had it in her hand.

"Enter me,"she said, almost without breath.

"How do you want it ?"he asked.

"I want it all."

The lavation would have to await. But they both got a good rinsing while they each tried to suck a second lingua into their mouths.

"Thanks for my book,"Scots heather said when they came up for oxygen.

"Oh, do you like it ?"

"I love it. It's a classic."

"I've always loved it too."He ran his digit along her flushed cheek."You're my rose."

"I want you to come up in my backtalk,"she said.

Showing him that she was all commercial enterprise, she lowered herself without wavering. She pretzeled herself down and she winced as the abrasions on her feet stung with the strained movement and the soapy sloshing body of water but figured at least her wounds would be clean. She stuck her hands on Boche's wet naked butt and his cry of pleasure echoed off the roofing tile when she sucked his drench organ into her mouth.

Jerry dug his fingerbreadth into Heather's hair and looking down at her he marveled at the good deal of his prick disappearing into her head. He started gently swaying his groin into her and she soon was moving her head with the motion. Her mouth felt like paradise wrapped around him, years of fantasy turning into truth. It was actually happening, he thought, I'm actually naked in the shower with my naked, lovely first cousin, and my cock is deep inside her pin-up sass. And this is just the beginning.

He felt his body swinging faster and his fingers gripping her head tighter, and the More Heather's fingertips dug into his ass the more gumptious they became : Her sucks attempting to hoover up his cum and his cock scrunching in time and reaching for the depths of her throat.

Krauthead over-swung a tad and his decent foot slipped on the sudsy shower level and he slammed his genu into the tile wall. He let out a pain yelp and Calluna vulgaris gagged with eight inches of his swollen timber forced deeper into her throat. She backed off for a mo and Jerry saw his rooster reemerge from her mouth. She coughed the tickling out of her throat and wrapped her rima oris around his dick again. She took half of it in, filling her lip, and put a manus on each of his can cheeks and squeezed them as hard as she could. Then she sucked his peter with a force like she was trying to syphon petrol from a gas cooler three mental block away.

Krauthead almost fell over again, but within three or four hearty shock his juice was cutting loose. Up it came in a mad surge, hurried along by a headwind of Heather's assertive blowjob and her hands wrenching his ass like it was a wet sponge.

He came with a spurt-ability like he'd never known. And just as his ropes of hot love burned their way up through and out of his rotating shaft and into his full cousin's mouth, the water pouring down from the exhibitioner nozzle above ran ice cold.

Once Heather realized his putz had spat out the final stage of its cum she removed her mouth from around it and started to get up. Jerry helped her viewpoint and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lubricious sass and into her mouth. They laced tongues and he tasted the remnants of his semen. After a yearn kiss getting pounded by cold water and hugging each other tight they finally parted and both broke into encompassing smiles.

"Let's brand love,"Heather said.

No argument there. After shutting off the shower they gave each early a half-ass towel-off and almost ran to broom's room and fell onto her bed. The Little Prince was relocated to the night board. They wrapped their weapon system around each other and went back to kissing. It went on for a while. Then the wanderlust in Kraut's lips took over.

Jerry kissed her chin, her ears, her neck an column inch at a time. He covered her shoulder joint with lip pecks and slipped his tongue into her armpit. Working slowly downward his eager brim found her breasts and hovered over them like a stall storm. He slid his tongue over both boob, taking his sentence as if he had to lick every freckle, and he watched her tit expand and harden as he traced around them. Heather's consistency squirmed with a leisurely transport.

Her torso went from an gentle squirm to an electric shock when Jerry sucked her bequeath nipple into his mouth. He felt her boom dig into his depleted back as he tongued it and it felt like lissome hard rubber in his mouth.

"Oh God, Hun,"she moaned.

After a few minutes and he'd had sufficiency of the nipples he headed lower down. He kissed her wiry, athletic stomach, twitchy with the touch of his lips and glossa, and licked out her salty omphalus. He nosed his way down to her slit, which was wide and wet. And shaved, which was good : no curly pubes to vibrate his nostrils when we would eat her. Which he definitely planned to do, just not quite yet.

He kissed all around it, teasing her, and licked her thighs, and her body writhed even more. He shifted his legs, trying to get get down still, and one of his fundament pressured down on one of hers.

"Ouch !"Heather cried.

"Sorry,"Krauthead said.

"It's all right,"she said."My foot got variety of torn up a little on my walk of life. The beach moxie is much coarser and grittier up in the park."

"Really ?"he said, and wiggled himself around to take a closer look.

He looked at her feet and couldn't believe what he saw. He turned them over gently in his paw. Both feet were ravaged with brush burns and were red and angry-looking where her skin had been rubbed raw on her toes and heels and insteps and the balls of her feet.

"Goddam, broom ! These look nasty. We have to acquire tending of these sores. The…"

"LATER !"she barked.

Jerry smiled and got the message. He pulled her legs apart and scooted between.

"I have some medicine that will give you temporary relief,"he said. And he buried his human face in her crotch.

Calluna vulgaris shrieked like a puppy with its keister stuck in a car doorway. She wrapped her peg around his back and her hands around his head teacher. Jerry licked her saline labia and reached his lingua into her. It was wet and wild and tasty, and with the might of her wooden leg and helping hand behind him and her wiggly groyne in front of his expression he was encouraged to push his rima oris harder and deeper. He snaked his manpower under her butt as she'd done to him in the shower bath, and he squeezed for all he was worth. With a nerve in each hand he scrunched up her fine ass over and over like he was doing finger's breadth scroll at the gym.

"Ugh…"she sibilated. She grinded into his face, and treasured his glossa inside her for the first off time, and sucked on it with the walls of her cunt. Kraut felt the nip on his tongue, pulling it into her, and soon his nozzle joined the party and delved into her too, filling his nostrils with her feminine funk. He felt her fingers pulling on the back of his head and he lapped her like a thirsty dog as long as he could until he had to come up for air. After a horny breath he wrapped his mouth around her swollen clit.

Scots heather hissed when she felt his sassing on her puffy tool. He licked it and kissed it and sucked it and even though she was squirming like a toad on a hot griddle he kept his oral cavity plastered in place until the wriggle became spasm.

"Oh my God, Jerry, what have we been waiting for ?"Heather said loudly. She pulled his head up to hers, the head of his turgid shaft dragging its way up along her inner thigh, and rammed her tongue into his sass. His weight atop her smothered her muscle spasm but as they kissed Jerry felt her eruption below, her orgasm flowing out of her hot and wet.

Jerry felt one of Heather's hands vacate the binding of his nous and a second later it wrapped around his wet, business firm prick and fed it into her. His cock slid all the way in with no immunity and in an instant he was balls-deep inside her warm, wet wuss.

Their lips were joined like glue and their tongues did a bouncing Mambo. Jerry pounded her, slammed his body into her again and again. Heather sighed with each virgule and met his friction match. He wanted to give her a fuck she'd never forget. ‘ You're my first cousin, Goddamn it ’, he thought. But ‘ you're my woman now ’.

They fucked with fervor, breathing surd, two sweaty body in sexy sync reaching for the speed boundary of satisfaction. Heather hugged him crocked, with weapon system and legs and twat, pumping, milking and sucking. Jerry swung his meat into her evening harder and quickened their pace and kept it up and he knew he wouldn't quit until they both came for the back time.

The bedroom was a cacophony of noise both human and nonhuman, with grunt and groans and coos and slurps and sucks and smacking skin from the fuckers, and bed springs and place and headboard that were being pushed to their limits. It had to be the first time that the bed had been put through a exercise like this.

After a few more than hour of his compulsive skewering of Heather's pussycat Jerry knew he was on the verge.

"I'm gon na come in !"his voice sputtered. After a pause :"Is it okay ?"

"Of track,"she said.

With two more throw Kraut was at the detail of no tax return and his cum was rising. With a loud low oink he ejaculated, and with each subsequent burst of his seminal fluid into her his grunt became softer and shortsighted. When he had given her all of it he again picked up the pace of his buffeting. She followed his lead.

"I'm gon na keep fucking you till you come in again,"he said.

"Great fucking idea,"Heather said with a grin on her typeface."You can kiss me too."

Jerry did. And with their pubes joined and their tongues fucking inside their locked lip they were rocking like a dinghy on a fierce sea. It was Heather's turn.

Kraut felt the vibration of Heather's groan in his mouth and felt her consistence tremble under him. She hugged him tight and he squeezed her ass. She came in a gush and he felt her warm wash surround his half-hard cock and ooze out of her. With her tongue still in his mouth he collapsed on the bed beside her.

-- --

He must give nodded off, Jerry wasn't sure if he'd slept or was just at that halfway sign of the zodiac of cognisance between the real world and the pipe dream globe. He just knew that when he opened his eyes Calluna vulgaris's face was close to his and she was smiling at him.

"hi,"she said. She ran a finger through his hair."How do you experience ?"

"Amazing. It was wonderful. I knew it would be."

"So did I,"she said. She kissed him and it lingered.

"How do you finger ?"he asked her.

"Amazing is a good word,"she said with a smile."And relieved."

"Relieved ?"

"Yes, relieved that we've finally gotten to this level. I'm over my hangups, I guess. But it's kind of scarey, though. I'm somewhere between ecstasy and fear. finisher to ecstasy, though."

Hun put his arm around her, kissed her and pulled her close.

"I'm happy we've gotten to this point too,"he said."And I won't blow the chance, I promise. But don't be afraid, we're in this together. There's really cipher to revere other than what others may say or think, and we have no restraint over that. If mass love us or really handle about us they will stomach us. If they don't, who needs them ? So really there's nothing to fear."

heather nodded."You know something ?"she said."I reached a place of clarity today when I was walking. And even though it lasted all day it almost seemed like it was over in a flash ; it was a round-the-clock stream-of-consciousness, like a blast I couldn't put out. I thought about you…about us…all day. I thought about our kissing go night. God, it felt so right, but why was I so scared ? I thought about growing up together, matter we did, your face, your hair, your arms and legs, your butt. I pictured you naked in my mind, I wondered what your cock looked like. So tight yet so far…all because of some silly tabu. So I finally admit : I love you, Jerry. Why should I be afraid of being with mortal I love ?"

"I'm so glad to hear you say that,"Hun said, grabbing her hand."I love you too, sometimes so a great deal it hurts."

They kissed again and their tongues danced a long slow telephone number. They both fully realized at that moment that they were now lovers, were now a span that would go through life together ; And that the door that had kept them at to a greater extent than arms-length for so long was not now merely unlocked and open, but had been blown off its hinges.

-- --

"Your human foot are messed-up, girl,"Kraut said as he examined the abrasions on the bottom of the inning and sides of heather's feet."Time for Dr. Jerry to return you some medical aid. Some TLC. I'll be right back."He got off the bed and walked out of the elbow room. Heather watched his raw butt money box it disappeared out the door.

She heard him bounding down the steps and a arcminute later heard him bounding back up. She smiled at the thought of his limp penis bouncing up and down as he ran around the house naked. Then she heard water running in the bathroom.

Jerry returned with a shallow tub of coldness water and a vacuum tube of antiseptic ointment. He placed the tub on the story beside the bed.

"Sit up on the side of the bed and put your feet in here,"he said."We're going to overcharge your feet."

"Hun, this isn't necessary…"Heather started to say.

"Uh uh, Doctor's ordination. Let your groundwork soak and then the Doc will provide medical treatment."He held up the tube of ointment.

She did as she was told and dipped her feet into the tub. Kraut got onto the bed and sat snuggery behind her with his legs on either side of her, his pectus against her back and his mushy penis flush against the top of her butt.

"Ooh, that's cold-blooded !"Calluna vulgaris said.

"It's supposed to be"Jerry said."But it will warm up fast because you're so hot !"Then he reached around her and took a pinhead in each paw and nibbled her ear.

She giggled and said,"I never thought I'd be naked with my doctor."

"I never knew a Kindergarten teacher could be so shucks sexy."

He kissed her neck and she immediately turned her head and they kissed. Her hand went around his back and and his hands roved her front and they started making out and soon the water was sloshing around and Scots heather's foundation almost tipped the tub over.

"All right, that's enough,"he said."Behave yourself."

"Me ?"ling laughed.

"Yeah, you. It's your fault. You're too anathemise irresistible."

So ling kept her feet still and Jerry held her in his arms and they did a little talking and a footling fooling around and when the water had turned lukewarm he dried her invertebrate foot with a towel and she lay back on the bed.

Hun knelt at the foot of the bed and kissed each injured area of her feet before gently applying the ointment and when he had attended to them all he capped the tube and tossed it aside. Then he started kissing his way up her leg but when he reached her speed second joint he got sidetracked.

ling's glittery gash just looked too good to pass up. So he licked his way over to her boozer lips and painted them with his spit to get a safe taste perception. Heather was panting and her nails were already digging into his scalp by the time he cloaked his lips around her clit.

He felt it grow in his backtalk. In a issue of second base it went from a wriggly oyster to an overcooked conch. He stroked it and sucked on it but it soon became difficult to keep on the little pistol in his mouthpiece because Scots heather's torso was doing the squirm-a-rama again. But no problem, thought Jerry. His shaft was by now straight as a circuit card and ready for further mischief.

He moved his eubstance up on top and kissed her. His cheeks and Kuki-Chin were smeared with her fluids. He slipped his digit into her and swirled them around a couple prison term before taking them back out.

"Put me in,"he said in a breathy rasp.

"Is this still part of the treatment, Doctor ?"she asked with a kittenish smile.

"Yes, but we can't blockade the treatments. Because there's no cure for what I'm feeling right now. I love you, Heather."

"God, I love you too,"she said, with tears from nowhere dripping down her cheeks.

"seminal fluid with me,"he said. Scots heather nodded.

In one fell swoop he simultaneously entered her three unlike ways : His tongue in her mouth, his dick in her twat and his greased finger up her ass.

They started fucking and were balls to the walls in two second gear categorical. The bed was screeching with every potent thrust, and they were both on the edge so they knew it wouldn't engage them long. Jerry felt Heather flinch a little when he stretched her asshole to squeeze a irregular finger in, but it didn't decelerate them down a bit.

Jerry groaned like a elk in a trap. Heather already knew what his mating margin call sounded like.

"Yes !"she screamed, and her climax climbed up.

And it happened. As if set on a timer they came together. Their cum mixed and collided, his on the way in and hers on the way out, and their bodies quaked over and over atop the sheets, wired together by digit, tongues and cock, until their orgasms abated and they had released all of their jizz.

-- --

The side by side forenoon they woke up in bed after sleeping together for the first time. Jerry had his a.m. boner and got a good-morning blowjob and then they fucked. Then they got in the rain shower and washed each former and he ate Heather's slit until she exploded and by that clock time he was hard again so he cleaned her pussy out with his tool until he shot another wad of his semen into her. They had a petty breakfast and then went down to the beach and sat on chairs holding hands with their ft in the breakers. Doctor Kraut thought the table salt water would assist heal ling's sore feet. Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn't ; It didn't much matter because after about an hour they were horny again so they went back up to the house to fuck before lunch.

That's the way it went the quietus of the calendar week. They were insatiable and had a intemperate time keeping their hands off of each other. Boche got BJs for breakfast and ate pussy for brunch. There were lunch fucks, afternoon joy and felicitous hour fucks and suppertime piece of ass and shower fucks. Oh, and in the evenings they'd make beloved. They'd wake up in the midriff of the dark and fuck then too.

After two days their crotch were ravaged, brush-burned and chafed as badly as heather mixture's feet. But they didn't aid. screw can be a pain sometimes.

On the third evening they were sitting on the dorsum porch drinking beers in the wickedness. But they weren't sitting in the cradle this fourth dimension, they were on the caning sofa. They started talking about how this is where it started, when things began to alter for them, on this same back porch a few nighttime before. They kissed and started making out. Heather started rubbing Jerry's turncock and soon unzipped him and whipped his hard thing out and started sucking it. After a couple minutes she stopped and climbed onto his lap facing him and sat on it. She was wearing a thin sun dress with nothing underneath so his cock slid right into her. She bounced up and down like a pogo joint and tried to hold on it placid in case there were any nosy neighbors lurking about. She stifled her groans with Jerry's fuzz when she came all over him. Then she went back down to sucking him until she felt his hot cum shoot into her mouth.

"Can I ask you a question ?"ling said. This was a few second later after Boche had fetched a couple more beers.

"Sure,"he said."What ?"

"How come you haven't tried to amaze it up my butt yet ?"

Boche chuckled."I don't know. You like it like that ?"

"Maybe. I like your fingers up there."

"Have you done it before ?"

"I had a couple bozo try it but they didn't do it right. I wasn't that enthusiastic about it. But I want to do it with you. I want to share everything with you."

"You talked me into it,"Jerry said."I'm ready. You want to do it now ?"

"Don't you think we should get some lube ?"

"I'm sure there's something in the kitchen we can use. Some Wesson's or some olive oil or something."

"But I don't want to smell like a Greek Salad !"she exclaimed.

"Why not,"he said."I like Greek Salads."He squeezed her breast and broom pushed his hand away.

"Tomorrow,"she said."I'll get some lubricant. Tomorrow I will have you my ass."

-- --

In the good morning they only had a quick fix because Calluna vulgaris said she had some shopping to do. She returned in the afternoon with two shopping bags. One was from a dress shop known for sexy swimwear and lingerie ; she said she'd show him the thing in that bag later, when he could tear them off of her. The early bag she emptied onto the table : Seven bottleful of lubricant.

"Seven different sapidity,"Heather said."One for every day of the calendar week !"

Jerry looked at the bottles. There was mint, Citrullus vulgaris, cherry vanilla, strawberry, lemon-lime, kiwi and coconut.

"Wow, you're into this aren't you ?"he said.

"I'm into you,"she said and kissed him. He tried to slide his hand down the back of her short pants."No, not now. Tonight. I want to make it special."

-- --

That night Calluna vulgaris steamed mussels for their dinner party. She said it was supposed to be some kind of aphrodisiac and she wanted her man intemperately and horny. She only nibbled, hardly ate a matter ; she'd taken an enema earlier in the day.

After they cleaned up ling handed Jerry a beer and told him to go sit on the back porch and pledge it and remain there until she called him. She wanted to get prepare for him.

She went outside and retrieved the bottle of champagne she had on ice. She drained the bucket and surrounded the bottle with fresh cubes and took it up to her bedroom. She lighted three scented candles and put one on each nightstand and one on the dresser so its glow reflected off the mirror. She set out the array of lubes and turned on some soft music. She stripped and put on her new see-through thong and her new skimpy gauzy negligee. After a pernicious atomizer of a light floral essence she summoned her lover.

Jerry walked into her room and was hypnotized by what he saw. He felt like he'd walked into a whorehouse. The inflammation was subdued from the flickering candles and the air conveyed a delicate scent of vanilla and Cucurbita pepo pie. He looked at Heather, his full cousin, the little girl he'd admired and coveted for many years, the dead body, the woman, that had now become his. She was drop-dead, knock-out gorgeous, scantily dressed in a short circuit, sheer, sexy, meshy wrap. He felt inferior in his baggy short pants and t-shirt.

"howdy, baby,"Heather said, and they kissed. She turned around and picked up the bottle of champagne and handed it to Kraut to open.

Kraut popped the cork and poured two drinking glass and handed one to her.

Scots heather looked up into Jerry's middle, and said :"Let's have a toast. Let's conjure up a field glass. Because my Jerry soon. Will be kissing my ass."

They clinked glass and drank.

"That's not all I'm gon na do,"Boche said. He put their glasses on the tabular array and threw her onto the bed. He took off his shirt and fell down beside her.

He covered her with osculation and told how good she smelled and how foxy she was and how good she looked in her pantie sex wrap which left very little to the imagery. His hands were already underneath it and she was busy pulling down his shorts. They kissed passionately and Jerry already had wet, sloppy fingers and a heavily putz. Then Heather wiggled her physical structure down and around so they were in sixty-nine position.

"I want us to have our world-class orgasms now, get them out of the way,"broom said."It shouldn't take recollective, I've been thinking about this all day. I'm about to explode."She took his cock into her mouth.

Jerry licked her moist cameltoe through the tissue-thin meshwork of her G-string then rammed his glossa into her through the fabric. Heather sighed loudly despite a mouthful of dick. He yanked the the thong down until it was around her articulatio talocruralis. She squeezed his keister and fondled his globe and sucked his hot stove poker with gutsy strength. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth and slipped a digit into her prick. She grunted as she sucked and Jerry's junkie tightened in her mitt as he swung his cock into her head.

Heather was right ; she came in a New York minute flood. She took her mouth off of his appendage momentarily and she screamed with delight. Her eubstance shook and she released as she fucked his font with her greasy loose cunt. Barely finished coming herself, she was just starting to take Boche's cock back into her mouth when his own cum ejaculated, into her haircloth, onto her face and into her throat.

-- --

"well, that was worth it,"Heather said enthusiastically, as she wiped Jerry's cum off of her boldness with the thong.

"Whew !"he said, and handed her another trash of champagne."incredible ! You are a sex fiend, woman. Where have you been all my life ?"

"Loving you from afar ?"

"sufficiency of that tinker's damn !"he said."I'm lovin'you up close from now on."

"Me too."

"Another toast !"Jerry said."To you, my cousin, my girl, my fair sex. I could take in searched the world over for many years trying to find the lovemaking of my life. But all I would bear found is that you were right here in strawman of me the whole time."He raised his glass.

"I think I'm going to cry,"she said, her eyes watery.

"No rallying cry. We're drinking a goner and then I'm going to start playing with your ass."

They tapped spectacles and drank and then they were down on the bed. Boche kissed her and licked her and sucked her nipples through the gauzy negligee. She giggled when he flipped her over face-down on her belly.

"Ah, your ass is mine,"Jerry laughed, and lightly slapped her butt."Better do an review first."He ran his fingers over her impudence and along her crack. She giggled when he spread her cheeks apart with a jerk."Hmm….uh huh…just what I thought."

"What ?"she asked.

"This is one sexy ass !"he said. And he covered her butt with kisses.

He licked her spread buttock and she oohed when he ran his tongue along the duration of her go. He flicked his tongue around her asshole and she wriggled and cooed with delight as he rimmed her for minutes on end. Then he started filling her bastard with sharp smooth poking jabs of his tongue.

"Holy female parent of God !"Heather blurted.

Krauthead did that for a while, driving her nutcase. He knew by her reaction she'd never been tongue-fucked in the ass before. He also knew she was loving him back by hearing her blissful suspiration and feeling her sphincter tightening around his glossa. After a couple more minutes he figured she was dear and primed.

"Okay, it's lube time,"Jerry announced, and sorted through his choices."Aha ! Coconut is perfect for our debut."He opened the cap and took a whiff.

He squeezed a intelligent dose into his hand. He took his clip fingering Scots heather's asshole, and he could tell she liked it, spreading her, making sure she was good and tricky inside for when he started ramming his cock in there. Also he was generous with lube around the exterior of her rim. And every millimeter of his widen cock.

He bent his headspring down and licked her sheeny entry.

"Yes ! A very tasty hiney-hole indeed,"he said. heather mixture laughed."Just as I'd hoped. You have a Greco-Roman caseful of Pina Colada butt joint ! Are you ready ?"

"Give it to me, Baby. Have your way,"she said, and reached back so her paw were on her nates cheeks."I'm yours."

He put his cock head up against her tintinnabulation. Heather spread her cheeks apart and her asshole winked at him once or twice before she held it surface for him. She must have been practicing, Jerry thought, right before he pushed. He must have administered a ripe lube job because he slipped in three or four inches with no resistor before Heather let out with a whimper.

"Are you okay,"he asked."How does it experience ?"

"Big !"she said."How about you ?"

"tactile property fucking keen. I'm halfway in."

"Oh, God, okay. Well, ease it in and do it me. do in my ass."

Jerry started gently rocking his cock into her. He felt her pushing back, inviting him farther in. His putz delved abstruse footling by little. Soon his cock shifted up to endorsement cogwheel, with a little more range of motion and a piddling quicker stride. By the time he got into third base he banged it home.

"I'm in there, Baby,"he said."All the way. How's it feel ?"

"Really ? It feels okay, it doesn't really anguish. Just tactile property big and stretched and wet. Like my ass has a cramp or something."

Jerry started pumping her and he knew that as long as his prick had been hard and as good and snug as her asshole felt around it he was going to tout his top pretty quick. He fucked her ass slowly for a hour or two and then quickened, and with plunging force five, six, seven times, his cum erupted out of him and he knew it was quite a load.

He pulled out and watched her dilated hole yield to its smaller version just before his seed started leaking out. He rolled her over and took her in his weapon system and they kissed, and he slipped two fingers into her marshy vagina and thumbed her clit until she came in his hand.

-- --

They both knew instinctively that now they were closer to one another than either had ever been to anyone else in their lives. There would be no more holding back and there would be no doubt to anyone who observed them that they were together as one. They wanted to live inside each other.

On Friday night they again went to the movie together. They drank their beers and ate their popcorn just as they had the week before, but this metre it was as a bona fide couple and not cousins on a fake particular date. If Martians had been spying on them through a tuner telescope or if NASA were studying satellite simulacrum of them from outer space there would own been no doubt that these two earthling were in love.

They went to The sand bar again. There was no signaling of Bob and Fran but Jason was again planted on his favorite stool at the outside bar. They did a little kissy-facing for his welfare. Inside they sat at a cubicle. They ordered some beer and a snack. They talked about the picture show and touched each former here and there and kissed and held hands a couple clock time. They were having a pretty good time, but then were interrupted.

"fountainhead, what have we here ?"

They looked up and standing there was Scots heather's younger brother gull. He was off of college for the summer.

"crisscross !"Heather said."What are you doing here ?"

"Came down for the weekend with my buddy Joey,"he said, and pointed at the bar. Joey gave them a wave."But a advantageously question is what the sin's up with you two, holdin'script and kissin'and shit ? You fuckin'too ?"

Krauthead and Calluna vulgaris looked at each early and took cryptic breaths. They'd reached the first challenge they knew was inevitable.

"Sit down for a minute fall guy,"heather mixture said, and slid over to make elbow room. He sat."I know this comes as a surprise, and we were going to distinguish the family when we got back home, but…we're in love."

"In love ?"mug said incredulously."You must be kidding. You're cousins !"

"Yes, we know that,"she said, and smiled at Jerry."But we love each other. And it's not as uncommon as you think."

"Ugh,"marking said with a shiver.

"Anyway, Mark,"Jerry chimed in,"It's a retentive write up and I'm sure you don't want to get word it all now since you're out with your ally. But we'd appreciate it if you could keep the closed book until we have an chance to differentiate our parents."

"Yes, Mark,"Heather said."We don't want to upset Mom and Dad. So if you could keep it to yourself we'd appreciate it."

"Oh, they're gon na bonk this !"Mark said."But this is a pretty big secret. Keeping a big secret like this might be tough to do. It could cost ya."

Heather rolled her eyes and picked up her pocketbook."How much ?"

"Twenty."

"twenty dollar bill dollars ? For being a decent a chum ? Always the businessman. Or shyster, I should say."She handed him a twenty.

"Thanks, Sis. I'm a little short and can use the extra beer money."

"And delight tell your champion Joey about the gag order,"Krauthead said.

"fountainhead, I can't guarantee that,"Mark said, scratching his straits."Big secret like this…"

"Aw, jeez,"Jerry said, and slid another twenty across the table top."You two practiced preserve it quiet or I'm coming after you."

"Thanks,"mug said, as he scooped up the bill and stood up from the booth. He bent over and added,"I'm okay, you're okeh, no vexation. It's good to know you each found a good person. But, experience what ? I wouldn't have told anybody. But thanks for the cash."He rejoined Joey at the bar.

Heather and Kraut soon headed back to the menage and went up to their way. They were glad that Mark and Joey would be sleeping on the ground flooring and hopefully wouldn't be listening at their bedroom door.

-- --

They decided to not postpone telling their parents. Even though they'd paid XL Pearl Buck in quiet money they didn't want to risk a parapraxis, and beer-guzzling college minor like Mark and Joey looked like slip-ups waiting to happen.

They called their parents individually and arranged to meet them at their household at the Same time -- seven p.m. Monday -- Heather with her parents and Boche following doorway with his. They rehearsed what they would say and figured that if both got started on time and things went well, by seven-thirty they'd all be in one house together either celebrating together or screaming at each former. They were relieved that her brother had seemed to take it so well. Hopefully the ease of them would too.

-- --

broom looked at her watch. It was 7:01. She was sitting on the sofa looking at her parents, Dad in his recliner and Mom in the leisurely chair.

"Look, there is something I have to tell you,"Heather said."And I wanted you to hear it from me before you found out some early way. It's a sound matter, not a bad thing, and although it may be a surprise to you, I don't want you to be mad or bowl over. home run knows already and he's okay with it."

"What is it, Honey ?"Mom said.

"I'm in lovemaking. With Hun. And he's in love with me."

Her female parent and father looked at each early, then at Heather.

Mom cleared her pharynx and said,"Jerry, your full cousin ? You're in love with your cousin-german ?"

"Yes, very much so. And he's in love with me. He's next room access right now with his parents having this same conversation. We were always so close growing up. But don't worry, nothing ever happened back then ; we were always attracted but never acted because it was taboo. We went our separate shipway through college, but now we've realized that we've been denying our true feelings our whole lives. And we want to be together.

"You want to be together with your cousin. Like a brace ?"

"Yes, Mom."“ Like a couple. We are a twain already."

"Are you…having sex ?"

"Mom, we're in love ! Yes, we're having sex."

"Oh my."

"Mom, we've done our homework. low cousin-german have sex and get married and have infant all the time."

Dad didn't have lots to say. That was distinctive. So Mom did enough fretting for both."What do you think, Hon ?"Mom asked Dad.

The headphone rang. adjacent threshold Jerry and his parents had been having an superposable conversation with a stoic Dad and an excited Mom. It was Jerry's father on the phone.

"howdy,"Heather's dad said into the phone."I know, can you believe this ? ….Crazy kids…Yeah, I'm okeh, how about you ? …Okay, come on over."He ended the call."They're coming over,"he said.

Soon all six of them were in the same room. Drinks were served. The mammy tried not to be appalled and the Dads took it in stride. They loved their shaver and wished for their felicity. But there were questions.

Q : How did this happen ?

A : We've been suppressing our feelings for years because it was out. And we didn't want to disappoint our parents. We grew up. We want to be together.

Q : You two didn't just get drink and shack up at the beach did you ?

A : No, Dad. We spent a lot of time talking and sharing and being honest with each other. It was not a snap…nor an easy…decision. We've struggled with it. But now we know it's right.

Q : What about children ?

A : We've looked into that. The risks are not high. full cousin do it all the time.

Q : Where are you going to live ?

A : Jerry's moving in with me.

Q : What are people going to call back ?

A : We don't care. If people care about us they will support us. If they don't, they won't. We want your approving but we don't have control over that.

It went on like that for a spell, and finally the subject of marriage came up.

"What about marriage ?"Heather's mother asked.

"We haven't talked about that yet in detail, but we will,"Heather said."It will depend on whenever my lazy boyfriend gets off his laughingstock and does something about it."

Jerry vacated his tail end and got down on one knee in front of broom and took her hired man."Heather, I don't have a ring yet, but will you…"

"Yes !"ling blurted with a smile."Anytime."They shared their first kiss in presence of their folks.

The mamma and Dads looked at each other, smiled, shrugged and realized that they would have to get used to the mind of their niece and nephew being daughter-in-law and son-in-law.

"But Hun, there is one thing I will absolutely not correspond to under any luck, and it is not negotiable."

They all looked at heather with blank puzzlement.

"What's that ?"Boche asked.

"There is no way on Earth that I'm changing my last name !"

Everybody thought that was pretty amusing and they all laughed pretty hard.

But you had to be there.

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