One sure way to do that would be to throw a body through a skylight.There was only one ladder from the ground to the roof, so that was a good spot to ...mbush a man as he climbed to the roof to investigate the trouble up there. The first man The Ghost killed had a broken neck and no cuts on his body, so he was the perfect candidate to pitch down through the skylight. All they would have was a dead body with no obvious reason for his death, except possibly for the fall.Only one man at a time could. I'll let him know. 'Bye." I didn't bother to protest. I fell back asleep.The next time I woke up, I could smell coffee and that got me stirring. I used the toilet and washed my hands. I splashed water on my face, feeling an emotional hangover. When I stepped back into the bedroom, Rita was sitting up in the bed holding a tray with two steaming cups of coffee. She was still as naked as I was, so I slipped back into the bed beside her and gratefully accepted the offered cup."Are you ready to talk. We had not seen each other on the last two weeks; but we did not need to talk too much…Jerome did not waste any time when he had me in his strong dark hands.He dragged me to the main bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. Then he pulled me on top of him. We both love to kiss each other lips.So we kissed passionately as he roamed his hands all over my hot body.He ran his hands under my blouse and inside of my tight yoga pants.I always love being undressed by his strong hands. Jerome slowly. “Wake up! Sleepy head. Don’t you have to go to college?” He asked.“College is at 11 p.m. I’ll be going late today.” I told him in a soft sleepy voice.“Alright then, I’ll keep this here. You can have it when you get up.” He said this with a smile and placed the tray on my study table. He had a giggly face while he said all this and gave me a look before leaving. Another shocker, my shirt buttons were undone giving a sneak of my breasts. My right nipple was clearly visible and he saw it. His.