Chapter 4

Finally, after seven years of applications and a huge amount of money spent, the United States Immigration and Naturalization Service approved our family’s application for immigration. The years of only dreaming about a better life and the right to enjoy free and loving incest with willing family members were over at last. On June 12, 2040 we were on a three-hour sub-orbit shuttle flight to the Land of the Free!

We landed at JFK International Air and Shuttle Port at noon. Our parents had already arranged for an apartment in New Brooklyn. It was a pleasant two-bedroom affair, Cassidy and I shared one bedroom and bed now. It was on the 68^th floor of the Kinsey Living Center with an amazing view of the New York City and New Brooklyn skylines. The building was named after the late 48^th President of the United States, Macklin J. Kinsey.

So many of the social changes and new laws that fit us so well were due both directly, and indirectly, to that great visionary. That’s why our parents chose that very apartment building, as did many other families like ours. It was comforting to meet these other families in our building with whom we could openly discuss everything. Many families would offer advice and even suggest ways to improve family relations. We were finally home!!

After our parents got settled into their new jobs, and Cassidy and I were enrolled in our new school, we began meeting new friends in our complex’s stores, restaurants, gym and activity center. There were many immigrant families just like ours who had sought sexual freedom. And, now that medical science had recently perfected gene and DNA restructuring, the diseases and deformities once associated with children of incest were all well-known and easily cured in the womb, in utero, following a simple fetal blood test!

That wonderful advancement would come to mean so much to Cassidy and me, and hundreds of thousands of others, in the years to come. Mentally and emotionally healthy incestral families already existed in great numbers, but now they could enjoy having children without the fear of producing a child being deformed, sick or mentally challenged with a simple, mandatory fetal blood test. And, as a result, many more citizens were adopting an incestral family lifestyle now that it was more socially acceptable and no longer a health hazard. People were finally free, sexually, and they responded by coming out of the closet.

Cassidy and I became closer and closer. Our sex life was as active and exciting as ever. The thrill of sex with one’s own brother or sister, not to mention mother and father, never waned. How could it? The almost drug-like high that intimate relations with a close and beloved relative is so difficult to put into words. You share so much more than you ever could with an unrelated partner. The experiences you share often go back as far as early childhood.

Some people used to get their thrill from the illegality of it all. That was never a turn-on for our family. In fact, it put a damper on our enjoyment. The fear of it being discovered by authorities was ever-present. We had to remain completely silent about it outside the walls of our home. We could never openly discuss our true family life with friends and acquaintances. It was awful. At times it felt like being in a witness protection program!

But, finally, those terrible fears and laws were gone! It was perfectly acceptable to show outward family affection in public. It became commonplace to see dads and daughters, mothers and sons or brothers and sisters displaying various levels of intimate affection on the beach, in the park or almost anywhere. Of course, the same applied to gay and lesbian family members. Society had finally matured, shedding old superstitions and discriminatory rules. Sexual relations within the family, even with multiple partners, was no longer considered to be a “pre-marital” act or promiscuity. It was seen for what it truly was, an expression of familial love.

Cassidy and I were getting older. I was 20, she was 18 when we decided to tie the knot and have children. We were married and had our reception in Love Hall, part of the Kinsey Living Center complex. Marriage was still traditionally preferred when beginning an incestral family and was exactly what we lovebirds wanted. All our new friends from the Living Center, and beyond, attended. There were children galore! You couldn’t help but notice that the kids and their parents often looked like virtual copies of each other. Just marvelous! We looked forward to that for our children.