"Her laugh this time was pleasant but somewhat serious at the same time.Quickly slipping my boxers down I pulled the suit up over my hips and made sur... it was on properly. Only then did I realize it was tight, it was thin and it was skimpy!In fact there was only about 2" of material over the hips and the width between my legs barely held my sack under cover. I had to pull it down in front and move my private parts up so the material in front cupped them from sight!"Now turn for me sweetie! Turn. I touched her pussy it was wet. Inserted one finger and she held my shoulder as she was standing in front of me. I started moving my finger in and out very slowly and she was getting horny and impatient when I stopped moving my fingers there.She held my hand and started pulling and pushing my hand there with her hand. I started pressing her tits with my other hand. She started moaning aloud and reached her orgasm. I saw her eyes closed once she opened her eyes and I asked her to sit in between. He twisted the blade as he withdrew it in order to make as grievous a wound as possible. None of the men were dead yet, which was what he had in mind. Nevertheless, the wounds were serious enough that the men fell to the floor and groaned, all of them in enough pain that they made no effort to call for help or to warn anyone else in the building.The Ghost wiped the blood off his blades and snapped them back into place in the staff. The girl was shocked by this turn of events and, obviously, had. Social anxiety and shit like that. They could've written a text book about me." "Things like that don't whether you're beautiful or not. They don't change how your father saw you. Or anyone else, for that matter. People who aren't really looking. Like people who just read the signs and never see the road they're on." "Nobody ever looked at me. I mean looked, ya know? And that's fine." "Yes they have. You just didn't know. You were probably too busy working on being invisible. I looked. Hard..