Shower Limit

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In the anteroom to the shower, Morgan took Janie gently by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "If you do not want to do any of this, say so. Draw the line. Do not push through it. I will know if you are lying."

"Of course you would. You are you." Janie said. She has no idea.

"Morgan: I absolutely want to get a shower and a massage and sit in the Jacuzzi, and be pampered like a queen. I want to have my hair dried and brushed. Lotions applied. All of that. My personal idea of heaven. The rest of it? We'll see? There has not been another lady in my life since you, you know? I am not experienced. What we experienced, I am terribly out of date on. If we do go there? I don't want you to be disappointed. But: I think I can remember. Figure it out. Even now, looking in your eyes like this, I am recalling more. Part of it the guilty pleasure you are. We didn't really know what we were doing, right? But: you do now, and I am still back then. Saying that I want to be where you are with us. We'll see if I can get there, OK? Be patient with me?" Janie said.

"I am good with all of that. If we end up having a snuggle that is fine. Whatever you want and whatever pace you are comfortable with. You are about to get naked in a shower full of strangers, so I know that can be intimidating." Morgan said.

"You would think that a woman that has danced for years naked would not get weirded out by being naked with others." Janie said. "I thought I might be. Especially with a naked man that is not Mike. Looking around me now, and after dinner and everything? I'm not. Not really." Janie waved over toward Mike. "She sure is not."

The 'She' in that gesture is Vera, who is circling Mike and studying him from all angles. Mike watched her circle in amusement. Mike, fully recovered from earlier, thinks he is not in trouble. Mike has no idea. Back when she was a Siren? Maybe. This edition of Vera can make the conscious decision to do just about anything. It takes Angel to keep up with that.

"Vera is our resident Succubus. There is little that intimidates her, and nothing at all about men that does." Morgan explained. "Mike is looking like her regard of him is amusing, but he does not understand his situation. He works out and he mattress hops with women in top levels of fitness but he potentially can be consumed. It is not an 'if she puts her mind to it' mode of sex. It is an 'if she takes her mind out of it' operation. If she sets her inner succubus free. Mike is lucky Vera was sated earlier today. She may not need to drain him dry."

That is without her pheromones. In a family experiment, we have learned that Vera is not as sexually potent as Morgan, but she does descend, Vampire-wise, from both of us. She is heady and her Siren heritage is there as if it is an olfactory song. A human would be enraptured. Delbert McClinton's 'Giving It Up For Your Love' spooled out in my head as I watched Vera evaluate.

Mike watched and listened. Hearing Morgan say that to Janie gave him a slight pause in his confidence. The song 'Maneater' queued up in my head, but I did not give the song voice. I could see the same song playing behind Morgan's eyes, though. It would only take a subtle queue for us to both launch into it and be in the same key. The family band has aligned us well on things like that.

"Mike and I never did anything like this, either. You know, like a group sex thing. I like to leave most sex stuff at work. All the fantasies. I'm kind of plain Janie, secretly. Plus, we have a boy, and I have no idea how we would explain that to him should he walk in on his parents in a pile of people."

"Our girls know to not come in here. Not that we have guests all that often, but when Adrian's parents built this house, this shower was specifically for swinging." Morgan explained. "Ben and Sally kept the kids far away from that. Adrian had no idea."

"None." I agreed. "Our kids, other than having a lot of parents, have no idea either."

"Nakoma?" Angel asked, as a reminder that was not utterly true.

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