Naked Came the Vampire (Hypernaturals 1)

Plans A and B

In the morning Jessica and I showered, and it was recreational as well as cleansing. This is the last fun we are going to be able to have for a while, and I am loath to let a single moment go by.

We made no attempt to be quiet. Not to be rude, but with the understanding from last night that Helen is going to know what we are doing no matter what. It still felt slightly rude, but Jessica reassured me that it is all OK.

Jessica teased me by leaning in and whispering in my ear as I washed her "If you feel guilty about it, say the word. Helen will be in this shower so fast it will make your head spin. Among other things. Remember: she has centuries of experience to bring to our party."

I whispered back "Yeah: No. I just want you."

Jessica kissed me slowly, saying against my mouth "You are such a dear, dear man. I don't think I have ever met anyone that would turn down a threesome, especially not with Helen as one of the three."

I shrugged, which hurt less today. Sleep and warm water and strong hands.

After, we toweled each other off and went to the bedroom area freshly buffed and glowing.

Continuing the game from last night, we dressed in slow motion.

Helen watched me, every inch of me, openly and with undisguised interest. Helen may like women, but men are not off the menu. I do not think Helen is straight up and down Bi like Lori, but wherever she is on the spectrum, it is not all the way to one end, like me. In this room, I am the exception, since for Jessica there are exceptions to the heterosexual rule. It's how she became a Vampire in the first place. There is also that Jessica keeps teasing me about Helen, and I think it is because she would like her some Helen for herself.

I am also the youngest, and not by a little. I wonder if I have some new adventures ahead. If long life imbues some additional willingness to try new / different / other things. Nothing else in my life is going the way I thought it would. Why not that? Never say never.

With such permission being taken in looking at all of me, I returned the favor, daring Helen to say anything as I studied her in detail. Game aside, it is hard to see how Helen is anything other than a woman in her mid-twenties. Not a scar on her. If anything, her body seems too pristine: inhuman in its lack of life issued markings. Jessica is this way too.

When the dressing game is over, the real problems will start. Another reason to go slow.

Any snarky comments about her being a real blonde would have spoiled the game, so all of the mutual examinations were done in silence. Jessica was amused at the level of childishness on literal display and joined in by openly staring at both of us in turn. She dressed at a more normal pace. Damn it.

There are two plans. One is to get the data off the chips and get it dispatched, all the while pretending to Danny and Lori that it is going to be enough to turn the data over and let justice take its course. Who knows? Might even work.

The other is Jessica's airplane plan. I remember the halcyon bygone days when my biggest worry had been breaking and entering into a police officers house and stealing things from his computer. So young. So innocent. I am not going to have time to dwell on my lost youth. This is going to start moving very fast.

To get started, we bought an inexpensive laptop at a nearby discount store. Into the shopping bag went some more computer memory sticks, computer cleaner, electrical tape, small tools, and cotton swabs that cost many times what they do at a drug store because they are specially designed for cleaning computers. 

Helen found some clothes that fit and weren't too garish. She looked like a modern 25-year-old woman in this year's fashion to me now, but my taste in clothes matches my taste in wine.