I pulled my thin nightie over my head and climbed on top of my bed. Resting my head on the soft pillow and shut my eyes.My mind started to fantasise a...out vampires. I started to dream that a sexy bare chested vampire man was standing in the dark corner of my room and started walking towards the bed and climbed onto it His hands were ice cold as he slid them up underneath my nightie, up my smooth thighs and the way he was doing it sent shivers down my spine. Not of terror but of pleasure.I. Her hair was all done up and flowing like a shampoo commercial and her face and nails were perfectly painted. I stood motionless and slack jawed as she came closer glaring into my eyes with a come-hither stare. It was something like the beginning of a movie scene where the seductress is about to claim her man and doing it on her terms. I had only removed my boots and gloves as I stood saying nothing allowing her to decide the pace of the following events. She removed my hat and then my coat,. A key to a safety deposit box and a load of information. A lot had changed since my ‘death’. I had much to think about but first needed sleep. I got back to the motel, texted Brian and went to bed. I awoke at 11am, had a shower, put on some fresh clothes and grabbed something to eat. I was fully functioning by 12:30pm. With that done I placed a call to the hospital and spoke with Peterson Sr.. He confirmed that it was cleared with his bank for Justin Green to be given access to safe deposit box. I look at my sister and say “ Vicki I don’t hit women but I swear to God you give me another fucking Gibbs slap and I going to lay you motherfucking ass out you understand me !” She laughs and lend in closer. “ Then motherfucker listen to what I’m trying to tell you then !” my sister say to me in stern tone of voice “ Ok what the hell are you trying to tell me sis that I’m not seeming to understand!” I snap back at her in a hush tone of voice. My sister sighed and said “ When I said that.