“They’re just a means to an end. You could skip all that and merely live off what you’ll make in the next year and a half, with the movie deals ...ou have in place. I think if you’re honest with yourself, you don’t have to do any of those things. You could retire and get married. Give Coby a bunch of little brothers and help them find their way.“I guess what I’m asking is, regardless of which path you take, what’s the final destination?” Uncle John asked.“I want to look back and see that the. And Mark, Melody's little brother, was best buddy to my little brother, Jason. Mark had gone skiing with my family.I'd known Melody forever, but I'd never known her like this. Melody Patterson was smart. No doubt about that. And she was sweet. And pretty. But she was shy. Horribly shy.The last time I saw Melody was May of that year. I was home a week before leaving for a summer at Yellowstone Park where I worked as a glorified janitor. She was Melody then. The one I knew. With brown hair,. The house is two stories and completely furnished, mostly with old antique furniture.I write this to document the strange occurrences going on in this house since I moved in. I never was one to believe in ghost stories or anything of the paranormal but over the past month, this house may make me a believer.Night 1During the day, nothing happens that I can tell, the strange happenings mostly occur at night. The first started around 6 pm. I was watching America's Got Talent on the television. She bent over to search through the bag, forgetting that she was completely naked from the waist down for all practical purposes. The silence in the room as they all stared at her bald pussy staring at them was thick.”Man, Riley, she sure does have one beautiful pussy,” Robert said, shaking his head.”Hey, that’s my wife,” Riley said, giving Robert an angry glance for stating exactly what he himself had been thinking.”Hey, Mary,” Robert said. “Settle something for us, will you?” he asked.”What?”.