"What the fuck are you talking about?" I asked as I mopped up the alchohol."Never mind. So where are you?" she asked."In the Novotel at Brighton. Why ...on't you come over?" I said, almost pleadingly. I was bored and the thought of spending some time in a hotel room with my hot little niece was making me hard as a rock."OK, be there soon, what room?" she said."1394. See you soon!" I blew a kiss down the phone and hung up as she giggled. I spent the next twenty minutes cleaning up the room and. He still didn't respond. "Ben, you being here has been wonderful. You've been wonderful to me and treated me like a queen. I have never felt so loved, respected and satisfied in my life. Ever! But everyone else will talk."Ben was beginning to see what she was trying to say without saying it. "So what you're really worried about is others finding out we're related and that will cause problems in the future for us." He said. She gave him a relieved look that he grasped the problem so completely. There was a bar at the Holiday Inn. We drove there one evening. It was a hopping place. We ordered our drinks and scanned the room. There were lots of good looking girls there. I went over to two girls and offered to buy them a drink. I cannot remember either of their names. One said she did not want anything and the other wanted a Jack and Coke. We drank our drinks and chatted. Eventually the other girl wandered away. The one that wanted the Jack and Coke already must have had a few. We laughed and Anne said, “Let’s all take a break, I need a drink”.We rearranged ourselves and Carl and I took our seats on the sofa, Anne joined us sitting between us while John stood up and went to the kitchen for the drinks, he returned a few minutes later with a tray of glasses and what appeared to be nice looking bottle of wine. “I hope red is OK, its Australian, Jacobs Creek Shiraz”. He unscrewed the top and poured four generous measures, emptying the bottle.We chatted away merrily for a.