She pulls back to look in my eyes while running her hands down my shoulders, cupping my breasts and squeezing them. My body reacts to her touch and I ...eel myself get damp. "You know I have, Baby," I reply. I gently push her against the brick wall and kiss those full lips before she can get her cigarette out of the pack. I run my tongue over her lips, tasting the vanilla lip balm she always wears. "You should come to the office tonight and let me show you how much I've missed you," I say, moving. E., Lisa. She was in her 40s, she lived two houses away from ours and she has been friends with my mom since I remember, "hot" is one word I would describe her but I've never thought or felt that way about her because of how close she and my mom are. She does have a husband and she also has a daughter who is a one or two years younger than me but her daughter stays abroad with her grandparents and she would visit only during the holidays. Lisa had always looked at me a certain way, a way. Time will tell about that.I guess that being confronted with a strong Spirit who explained a few things did help. I also knew I was pretty much on my own as I traveled around finding out how to be a Spirit.So, anyway, what I wanted to explain to you is that Spirits don't actually talk to each other like the living do. Well, not exactly. It's more like thought transference. You know, like reading another's thoughts and hearing them in your brain or being able to send your thoughts to another so. Smith just caressed her and stretched her head against Hannah’s face. Suddenly Hannah kissed Mrs. Smith. It was passionate and Mrs. Smith grabbed Hannah’s waist and pulled her close. Mrs. Smith was the same height as Hannah but Hannah felt that Mrs. Smith was in total control. Hannah had never kissed a girl before, but it felt amazing being kissed by Mrs. Smith. - Seems like I was mistaken, nothing is wrong with you, said Mrs. Smith and stopped kissing Hannah.Mrs. Smith continued to take.