I grin devilishly, asking, "What? You don't like the idea that your own nephew is making love to you, filling you with copious amounts of potent seed. You don't like the idea that I might breed you by putting my baby inside you?"
"Oh Jesus, Peter, that's so hot and dirty. Say that again when we make love next time."
"So, in about an hour?" I reply, still grinning. She laughs a nearly musical laugh, and I join her. We slide from the bed, leaving a sloppy mess behind but not caring one Iota.
As we approach the door, I grab my clothes and ask my aunt, "Where's your clothes, Carrie?"
"In the closet."
"Get them. We are leaving directly from the bathroom, out the back door by my room, and to my car." She smiles and grabs her clothes. We step from the bedroom into my sister's shared bathroom
