Bad Choices (Hypernaturals 8)

Shower Healing

The family trooped into the bathroom that is the foyer to the shower. A foyer with sinks, counters, mirrors, and water closet. I undressed Helen looking very pointedly into her eyes as I did so. She understood she is not to help. Jessica and Morgan undressed each other, as is proper and correct. They have bra's to deal with: Helen does not. She never does. I could get to everything from the front. I dropped clothes to the floor as they came off, and then I speed-undressed myself, piling my things on Helen's. She watched without comment and understood the symbolism. Without words, I am telling her 'Mine', the same as when Morgan did this to my clothes.

Normally Helen would have said something sarcastic about that, but kept it to herself. I think she was too tired. Poor ancient Vampire.

There is also that Morgan and Jessica's clothes went in a mix on top of mine, so lots of possessive messages being passed in utter silence. What could Helen say about the fact that she is on the bottom of the pile? Nothing.

We entered the shower.

Morgan started two adjacent showerheads, set the temperature to warm but not hot.

Jessica, Morgan, and I stood at three points of a triangle, Helen equidistant in the center. We soaped her from head to toe and used washcloths to get to the in-pore dirt. The three of us polished her to a shine. Helen kept looking around at her family working on her without comment. She had left home with a black cloud over her head, and I am sure she was not expecting this.

We are set up so Jessica is square on her back, and my left hand and Morgan's right hand working on Helen's front. We missed nothing, and Morgan took her time on Helen's breasts, making sure that they were not only clean but that her nipples were hard. No easy feat. In the warmth and with all the attention, Helen could have just as easily fallen asleep standing up, knowing she would never hit the ground.

Morgan and I knew exactly where each other's hands were as we washed because it is like she said: We are totally in tune with each other. We had so recently shared blood and our bodies already vibrated together even before that. The cumulative effects of the last time Morgan and I looped and the four days in Galveston. Now we have looped again and this weird blood sense left a hyper-intuitive state about the other.

As we reached the blonde public hair, Morgan would normally cede that to me. She let me know she is going to stretch her boundaries with Helen now. I worked nearby and waited, and looked at Jessica to see if she was surprised in any way but she wasn't. I wondered what Morgan and Jessica would be like with each other if they spent the night in each other's arms and shared their blood. I wondered if we could rig something so all four of us could flow together.

I knew that the more intimate washing is still mine to do, and when the time came I made sure I used the most gentle cleanser we have. Jessica was ready, and put her arms around under Helen's arms, and pretended to be checking Helen's breasts for quality of cleansing.

"Nice work here Morgan. Even under here, it is shiny." Jessica comments, bending over and around Helen's shoulder to examine Morgan's work. Her hands roaming in sensual familiarity over and about her old lover.

Morgan went with it. "I spent some time there. Needed special time, as she came home needing extra... cleansing."

Helen was a little resistant to the intimacies I was taking because of how tired she is. I could see exhaustion turn to interest. She is surrounded, and by now, even though we had never talked about it or even kissed her yet, she understood that her entire family is seducing her. It is possible that if it were only one of us expressing our desires non-verbally she would have protested her exhaustion. Being triple-teamed overwhelmed that need for sleep with her desire for us.