In New York, an eighteen year old woman is planning on getting married to her biological father, who is also the man she lost her virginity to.
We stopped and said that we didn’t know what was going on but admitted that we had strong feelings for each other. We discussed whether it was wrong and then we kissed. And then we made out, and then we made love for the first time. That was when I lost my virginity.
I seem to recall gay marriage activists claiming that the idea that something like this would happen was ludicrous right-wing scaremongering.
Now that it’s actually happening, they’ll shrug it off as “no big deal.”