’ With that cryptic remark she left. Now I had to prepare for a confrontation with Becky. I didn’t want her driving over to my house, only to be t...ld that she couldn’t stay, so I decided to call her on Thursday and suggest we went for a drink. She was happy to go to a local Pub that evening, but was curious as this was out of character for me, she knew I was not one for going out drinking. We met at six-thirty so the Pub was not busy and we could take a table with some privacy. ‘It’s nice to go. With bulging veins and head glistening from pre-cum, it looked very intimidating. The guy saw me staring and said quietly, “You can give it a try… if you want to. No pressure.” I turned back at the girl. She nodded. “I don’t mind sharing,” she said and gently touched my hand. “But if this makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to.” I hesitated. This was definitely the craziest situation I’ve ever been in, and maybe it wasn’t a good idea. But on the other hand… I wondered, will I be looking. The Saturday evening actually went just as they always had, so Jenny hadn't said anything she shouldn't have. Sunday was not so normal. The girls were busy in their respective homes getting all their stuff together for the beginning of their final college Term.After lunch, Jenny announced that she'd made all the preparations she needed to make, and now she wanted to experience a little more of what she'd had yesterday. She was. Nothing frantic or athletic took place. We merely enjoyed slow. Losing the baby just meant more invasion into her body, more loss, more sadness. But it had to be done. She was unsure if the c***d inside her was even human, seeing as it came from two related people. Where would it's soul come from if it was conceived by a father inside his own daughter? How could it ever be a healthy person?But it hurt almost as much to not tell anyone how much the tragedy had helped her. What her father did, though unthinkable, taught her just why making love to her brother.