Two Rooms. One for siblings, one for parents.

Sam was trying his best to keep his eyes on the hotel lobby and not on his sister's ass. And yet, he felt like he was being looked at by someone...

Dan and Sarah came up to their children after getting their keys. "Ok kids, we've got two rooms. Here are your keys."

As Dan held out the key cards to them, Jasmine whined, "Hold on, why can't we have our own rooms!? We're a little too old to be sharing a room now." Jasmine had a blush on her cheeks as she complained, but Sam wasn't sure why.

Sarah said sternly, "The whole point of this trip is for us to get closer to each other. We're not going to do that if you two are spending all day cooped up in separate rooms. You need to be together, and you need to share."

Jasmine rolled her eyes, and let out a groan. "Whatever. But if he creeps on me, I'm sleeping in the lobby." She picked up her bag and snatched the keys out of her father's hand before storming over to the elevator.

Dan let out a sigh, and then turned to his son. "You'd best follow close behind. You don't wanna get locked out." Sam nodded, and hurried to the elevators.