John was a man you met at a bar, conveniently the night before your family reunion. He invited you to his home, to spend the night. You accepted... but when you both were finished and sharing information, you realize you two are related. Veeeerrryyyy distant cousins, but still related. You both went to the family reunion innocently that day and thought nothing of it, ignoring the fact you slept with your family member. until you started wanting him again, finding no one else's touch felt right against your skin... you tell him about your predicament and he agrees to continue a relationship with you, but your family can't, and will, never know...

Its about three years later from the first incident and you found yourselves at another reunion, your grandparents bombarding you on news about boyfriends or girlfriends. While John just sits back and listens to them bicker and bombard you with annoying questions.