As I was trying to get my dress out of the wardrobe, I felt she was standing just behind me.I felt her hands down on me. I was shocked to see her gra...bing my dick. I immediately turned towards her and questioned her in a shivering voice, “What are you doing?” She kept her finger on my lips and said, “Raj, your dick is quite big, and don’t tell me you were not peeping on me.”I whispered, “But you are my friend.” She said, “I am not your girlfriend.” While I was speaking to her, she was. "Do it again," Iwhispered, using my own encounter as my experiment, bending my head tothe side and once again offering my neck to my unseen visitor.Once again I felt the strange coldness from ghostly lips. There couldbe no other explanation but the feeling of someone kissing my neck.This time though, the cold feeling was also low onto the wide area ofmy chest, as if an icy hand were placed upon the surface of my skin."Whoa!" I squealed and stood, automatically touching the cold spotswhere I. I took the wetness from inside and gently rubbed my clit. It felt so good. I threw my suit bottom across the room. I laid down on the bed and spread my legs thinking about him being there hard and ready to enter me. I slid my finger deeper inside and felt the heat there. I brought the wetness back to my clit thinking about his tongue licking me, sucking me as my finger rubbed a little harder. It didn’t take long I clasped my legs together as I came. My breathing relaxed, only a bit unsteadily. Don't worry. Dad's not that bad, and he loves football. See you at the game... Bye." Night."~oOo~The game was intense. The contact was insane, neither team willing to give an inch. Our team was eligible for the playoffs, with either a win or a tie, and I was determined for victory. I had been sacked four times by number twenty-four, their best defensive-end, and top college prospect. Channel Islands was not in the running for the playoffs, but relished the role of spoilers. If we pulled this.