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Caught on Camera

... "the fact that you found me attractive enough to plant cameras and record them is somewhat of a confidence booster."

I cocked my head. "Are you serious? You think you're ugly or something?"

She flailed her arms, "Well, Dan left me for a reason, didn't he? I thought I was just ugly!"

I scoffed as if she just insulted me.

"Dan is a colossal idiot. I think his brain dribbled out of his skull or his wang fell off and abandoned his body."

For the first time since I've seen Aunt Brooke come live with us, she let back a huge, throaty laugh that she seemingly was bottling up.

It was nice to see her laugh.

"Oh Benny," she said, wiping a tear from her eye, "I needed that."

There was a sudden uncomfortable silence as if we were both thinking, "Now what?"

I broke the ice.

"Aunt Brooke," I said, "I've been completely honest with you. Can you be honest with me now?"

She sighed again, but without the frustration.

"Fair enough." She responded.

I did my best to return her steely gaze.

"Are you attracted to me?"

"Uh," she stammered, "You're my nephew. That doesn't matter."

"So... no?" I responded.

"I didn't say that."

"So... yes?"

"I didn't say THAT either!" Brooke said, slightly frustrated.

"But in your inebriated state of mind, with all your inhibitions gone, you are attracted to me." I pointed at the monitor.

"I have proof."

She laughed again, "Okay, yes, I am attracted to you. You're smart and you've got a charm about ...

... you."

I nodded. She continued.

"What does it matter anyway? You're my nephew. We can't act on it. That's wrong in so many ways."

More uncomfortable silence.

I broke the silence again.

"You're right. It is wrong. But what are we going to do? We're both attracted to each other. We can't deny that. It's going to be looming over us now."

She shook her head, "Okay, there's an elephant in the room now. You're right, but... I'm not sure I'm liking where this is going."

"Hear me out," I said, suddenly feeling very nervous, "what if we... just kissed? Or something. I dunno."

Man I was getting bold.

I studied her reaction. She was weighing the pros and cons. She was also fidgeting with her legs.

"Um..." she spoke.

Her eyes darted around the room. Holy shit, this might actually happen.

"Are you thirsty? I'm thirsty. Would you like some wine?" she said, standing up.

I don't normally enjoy the flavor of wine, but I nodded. "Sure, but you're gonna have to answer me sooner or later."

"Yeah yeah yeah..."

I followed her downstairs as she rummaged through the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of dry red wine. Ugh, my least favorite.

"This okay?"

I didn't care.

"Yep."

She pulled a drawer open, snagged a corkscrew, and with a loud 'pop' she opened the wine and poured two glasses.

"Don't tell your mom I'm giving you wine." she said.

"Just as long as you don't tell my mom that I was recording you masturbating."

She laughed nervously. ...