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Kissing Cousins On The Farm

... have paid attention they'd have noticed that their mother had prepared their favorite lunch. But they didn't. Instead they both stared at their plates and picked at foods they usually gobbled. Muffy, coming from an urban environment, was a little more tuned to the aura of a given situation, since in the city that could save your life. She was puzzled. Her Aunt was serving lunch like nothing was the matter. She wasn't frowning, or talking under her breath. Uncle Dan wasn't in from the barn yet. She was even more puzzled when he arrived and sat down and began eating like everything was perfectly normal. It took ten minutes for Beth to break. "Momma?" she said softly. "Yes Dear?" "What's gonna happen to us?" "Well, that's a good question, dear. Let's think about that for a little while. Muffy, honey, are you on the pill?" Muffy was in the middle of taking a drink of milk and she sprayed it everywhere. Aunt June started wiping spots up with a napkin like somebody had only coughed or something. "No ma'am" she said when she had wiped her own mouth. "And your last period was?" Aunt June asked. That seemed awfully personal, but Muffy thought that being caught having sex with her son was pretty personal too, so she put a firm damper on her irritation. "It ended a week ago last Friday," she said. "Well then" said Aunt June, like she was talking about the weather. "One thing that may happen is that Muffy may just have a baby." She turned her eyes to her daughter. "And since today is ...

... Saturday, I believe you are now five days late for your period. Isn't that right dear?" Beth's eyes got round and her mouth did too. "How do you know that?" she said with a hint of panic in her voice. Her father spoke for the first time. "Beth, honey, we've known about you and Bobby for months now." He took another helping of green beans. Bobby and Beth shot a look at each other with unbelieving eyes. "Yes" said her mother, "And you've always been on time like a Swiss clock, isn't that right? When were you going to get around to telling me?" "Ah... well, um... I didn't exactly... pay attention to it, exactly." A little fire came back in her eye. "I mean I hate them, you know. You know how hard I cramp. Sometimes I can't even go to school! So I try to forget them." "Well" said her father, "It sure sounds like you won't have to worry about having another one for a while." He grinned. Bobby tumbled first. "What's going on here?" he said. You guys aren't mad at all, are you?" June spoke first. "We'd have liked to know you were going to involve Muffy. We should have known. We should have talked to her parents last year, now that I think about it." She frowned. "What do you mean?" said Beth in a frustrated voice. Her father spoke again. "Bobby, how old is your mother?" Bobby jumped "Um, I don't know... ahhh!" "She's twenty nine Daddy," said Beth, shooting a dark look at her b*****r. "And how old am I?" he went on. "Thirty-one," said Beth. "Do the math," he said, and picked up another ...