Todayyou get sued your ass off." Let them try. I don't have money anyway," the ghost countered."Well, headquarters has. And guess what. If they are su...cessful whatchances are they hire an exorcist?"Mabel shut up for a second and started to pace the room. Walking in turnthrough tables or pottery. Kristine hated when she did that. "Well, whatwill it be? Make some Sissies into women or get evicted to the afterlife?" An ultimatum?" Mabel shouted. In a split second gone from nervous to batshit crazy. Inviting. I sucked in a muted breath, my already stiff cock twitching eagerly behind my jeans. Thankfully, the way I seated myself on the sofa—cross-legged, sofa pillow over my lap—hid my arousal. Between my mother's skirt hiked-up around her upper thighs, and fairly revealing top, the view was wonderful, breathtaking even. And it made sitting in the same room with a television settled on the Lifetime channel all the more tolerable. Hell, it was the only reason I was in the living. My docket and my desk look better than they have since my first day at law school. Unfortunately, she is never going to be a great lawyer. She is the most terminally shy and retiring person I have ever met and a courtroom would eat her alive. Any law firm she goes to will be cut throat, trying for the coveted partnership, and they would chew her up and spit her out.”“And you think she could do this? But would she? She has all that school, all that training, do you think she would or even could. She was just getting on the bed when Jen walked back into the room, she had DVD in her hand and she put it in, (all the rooms had a TV, DVD player and a stereo) then she got undressed, and joined Sarah on the bed.*********************************************************************************************I couldn’t see the TV from where I was but I cold here the sound, it was one of my porn videos. After listening for a few minutes I knew exactly which one. It was a lez porno that started off.