... I gasped as he tried to plunge the whole thing in at once. It hurt like hell and I yelled before telling him to go slow. He apologised and started...to ease it in. I waited for my anal muscles to accept him and become accustomed to the size. It took awhile, but soon he was in all the way and thrusting. I moaned with pleasure. It felt so bloody good to have that thing in me..... I tried to be as vocal as possible to make it better for him. I was making noises like "ooooooooooh" and I. If he was doing this he'd have to remember howbecause suddenly, in spite of his first fears, he liked it."Now then young man, my name is Helen. Helen Marks and this place,our home, is Marks' Manner. My home and the home to two veryremarkable young ladies. One of them you see before you and the otheryou're part of because of an accident. They are, if you haven't noticed yet,ghost.Ghost, if you are not up on such things, are the manifestations ofEarthbound souls of the deceased. If you need more. Let me switch to my workout clothes and I'll meet you downstairs for even more of those squats." Sure...but before that, what about the other outfit?" I asked. "That one isn't for you to see. It's see-through."The thought of my mother wearing a see-through outfit sent a tingle down my spine."...Oh..." Sorry to burst your bubble. And I hope that thing in your shorts isn't what I think it is," she said, with her eyes looking down at my growing bulge. "...Of course not. It's..." Then if it's not. ”“I’ll come back to deliver any good news. All of you, stay safe.” She then turned to Cyrilo and nodded. “Madam.” She did the same to Alexis. “Mistress.” Things were quiet for a while. Cyrilo’s publishing was still on hold as details with the king were hammered out, but Alexis received new levels of respect for her vanquishing of the assassin, from the girls, the customers, and even the neighbors. But several days after the attack, the last man she wanted to see entered the Knight’s Sheath..