Turning around and away from the door that I just closed and locked I saw a pink shirt laying on a filing cabinet. Turning my head further I saw a loo...e sports bra laying on the counter next to the cabinet. I quickly blinked once in anticipation and complete lust in what I was about to see. The moment the silhouette of her bare-skin came into the line of my sight it felt like time slowed as my over-stimulated senses recorded her half naked body sitting back on the desk. She was facing toward me. "The same way you did," he replied. "The name is Michael," he added."Well, Michael, since you managed to sneak in without me knowing, youshould know how to get out," Brittney said condescendingly."There is no way out," he said simply."Listen here, asshole," Brittney said as she grabbed him. Only, herhands went through him like he was a hologram."What is this?" Brittney asked stunned."I am the soul left behind from when my body was taken from me," Michaelsaid."I don't believe in ghosts,". Sharon sat next to me on the sleeping bag, examining her shirt critically. “I wish I’d gotten some clothes. I have exactly one outfit.” She smiled at me. “Good morning.”A mostly nude Sharon was a good morning, indeed. “Good morning.” I sat up and leaned toward her. She turned to me, and I kissed her.“Okay, bathroom and a shower, next,” she rose up on her knees and unzipped the door enough to peek outside. “The coast is clear,” she pronounced, unzipped the door all the way, and stepped outside.I. Thatass, mesmerising as it jiggles when she walks, turning to theblackboard, and you can see the panty line. She's wearing nude pantyhosetoday too, and you catch sight of the seam across her painted toenailswhen she slips off her shoe and dangles it from her foot talking aboutGatsby or something.You try and focus in case she asks a question. Something about the loveof his life and choosing his house on purpose. That it's all for thisgirl Daisy. He must have really loved her. You take down.