Wandering, the two-and-a-half paragraphs you spent giving tribute to your cousin's bustline had me feeling your pain...and as much as MY big-titty-loving, horndog ass would tell you to go for it, I gotta pull a What Would Buddha Do move and tell you to keep this
strictly a masturbatory fantasy.
Your ass cannot cash this check for the repercussions that'll ensue. She's not feeling you that way
and she's a
direct cousin. 'Nuff said! If there were any chances with you two, I'd say she would've already made moves on you. At best, you could carry a torch for her until all the relatives (and mutual friends) who'd be negatively affected by your slightly unholy possible union and given your royal hell for it have moved on, but you don't want to live your life like that, do ya?
You seem to be a good descriptive writer, so I suggest you do what we artists have done for centuries: work out them illicit, unattainable lusts and passions onto paper or canvas. Nobody'll fault you for creating the next erotic literary mastur-piece. It worked for Nabokov.
By the way...IMO, it's not wrong for you to
want big titty pics from your cousin...it's just that you'd just have to ask her to get them and, well...
