”“Fantasmi?”She was silent.“This very old house,” he continued, “and here in Italia, in Sicilia, strange things are.”“Et in Arcadia eg...,” she whispered.“Scuzi?”“Never mind.”“I believe in fantasmi.”“Certo.”“Si, certo.”She looked at him in the moonlight then settled back into his arms. He was serious.“Don’t worry, we have ghosts back in Australia too I guess, but I have never seen one.”“Not see, I hear.”She took another sip of Cointreau. The burst of fiery orange liqueur relaxed her, refocusing. To Me, the common ground is adventure, peace and happiness, a constant exploration, living life with gusto and pleasure and living with ALL that I am. How can I not do so James? Without a love of life, I would whiter slowly and die. And to what end would that be? A total loss of life? A beaten and down trodden soul which would have forgotten how to love? No James My friend, I shall remain strong not for Myself, but for her. So that upon her return (God I pray that one day she returns) I shall. She had fantasized about fucking her father before, but she knew it wasn't an option. He was happily married to her mother, and she didn't want to get in the way of that. But one day, everything changed. Her mother said she was going out with some friends and wouldn't be back until the next day, so now Katie had her dad all to herself. As soon as her mom left, Katie put on her low cut shirt and short shorts to try to get her dad turned on. She also sprayed some perfume on her to make her more. Woh mere pass aye aur mera lund pakd liya wiase ham dono ek dusre ko galiya de the par sex kabhi nhi baat nhi ki aur mera lund pakdte boli kyu hila rehe ho mai chup khada tha maine lund hath say chodne k koshi ki toh woh lund hilne lagi aur boli kyu meri gand mar do na mai bhi kab say pyasi hu ye sune k maine bolne say phele usne muje kiss kar deya aur boli meri bari aur muje par chad gayi aur mera lund uske gand ki ched par tha aur ham dono lips kiss kare rehe the uska hath mere lund par gaya.