With Interest

Emma stared at the tent in the front of James' pants and whispered, "Is that from me?"

James blushed a deeper shade of red and said, "Haven't you embarrassed me enough for one day, Emma?"

Emma held up a hand defensively, about to plead her case, but she stopped when her hand accidentally brushed against the front of James' pants. The tent leaped at the contact. "I'm sorry James. I was just trying to be funny before. I didn't know that you had a hard-on."

James looked away.

"But, is that from me? I saw you taking peeks at things earlier." She said softly.

James, avoiding eye contact, nodded.

Emma's hand was still help up. She moved it closer to her cousin's pants and asked, "You don't meet too many girls out here, do you James?"

James just shook his head.

Emma's hand brushed the tent again, innocently. "Have you ever- I mean are you a-" Emma started to ask.

"I'm a virgin." James said quietly. "I've never even seen a girl naked before, unless you count the internet or a glimpse of Jenny stepping out of the shower."

Emma's hand lingered in front of James' pants. She didn't quite know what she was doing. She was getting aroused herself, for several reasons. There were certainly ways for her to make up for her mean actions a moment ago, but the taboo nature of them gave her pause. But the thought of being able to teach her innocent cousin, or even corrupting him and convincing him to do some taboo things himself, had her hand moving towards the lump in his pants.