“I’m a better guy when I’ve slept more.” I said, opening my eyes.Kayla and Jill were standing over me, looking down.“Heya sleepy head.” Ka...la giggled.“Hey there. How’s everyone doing?” I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.“Pretty good I guess. I mean, I think everyone knows that they are a vampire now at least.” Kayla replied.“Did you make breakfast?” I asked.“Uh, what? I don’t really cook and all we really eat is blood, or drink, or whatever.” Kayla asked with a confused look on her. Others argued that Shorty had been the cook’s nickname, given by an equally forgotten waitress. Still others claimed that the forgotten cook had a name with very few letters; hence it was a short name, not the name “Short.” Those with enough seniority to remember a waitress and short order cook from 1968 often wrangled over the names of other forgotten patron saints of the Last Chance Diner.On the last day, the tired old argument seemed more passionate than usual, and it raged furiously until. I wasn’t prepared for the thoughts I was having. I wasn’t thinking about anything sexual in particular, but we were going to be sleeping in the same bed. That made my loins stir, and I had to shift so that my boxers wouldn’t tent. She kind of smiled at me, a little uncomfortable probably. I was too, but I got under the covers and slid over as far as I could. She shut the light off and nervously got in next to me. She faced away from me, causing her ass to brush against me for a brief moment. I. The fact I had noticed a rather sizable bulge appearing at one point, told me that he was indeed becoming aroused by our appearance, and would no doubt be looking forward to our hot-tubbing together. But I had a nice surprise in store for him there as well, something that mom had already agreed to go along with since it was something they had actually discussed prior to now.I helped Steven remove the cover from the top of the tub while mom headed back inside the house to grab us a few towels..