Headed to his room, she supposed. “Remember what I said! Knock before you enter someone’s bedroom from now on!” She raised her voic... as he turned the corner and disappeared. No response. He had said she was beautiful. Quite beautiful. Del felt her body flush with what, embarrassment? It was a trait she shared with her mother. Both women were unable to hide their physical response when complimented. Del’s neck and upper chest bloomed scarlet, as did the angular pockets just. I’d hoped for a hot and horny realtor so I could tempt him into a sweeter deal, but I got Betty instead. She’s nearly forty also, but pretty and shapely enough, so I may take her on if I feel the need.Betty interrupted my reverie, “Let’s head out and I’ll fill you in on a few details. People say there are ghosts stuck at different stages. Some pass quickly into the light; some can’t pass until their obsession is handled; some choose to stay behind for psychotic reasons — the evil ones. The. Like a wild animal she began to lick me clean of my juices. Biting, kissing, licking ever inch. I moaned loud, I’m sure I was heard. She soon brought me to my most powerful orgasm. I knew then no one would ever be able to do better than her. She climbed back up kissing me pushing her tongue into my mouth. I tasted myself on her it made me hungry. Hungry for her. I took her tiny little party dress she fell asleep in off. She had nothing underneath. No panties. No bra. Nothing. I pulled her to. He rubbed at his boxers, “easy boy.”A few minutes later the girls came back down the hall to the kitchen, and yes, Maggie was dressed in Emmitt’s designated “work clothes”. Emmitt had bitched about her wearing her good school clothes when helping him so he’d put together an outfit for her to wear. Her “work clothes” consisted of a hand-me-down pair of her momma’s cutoff jean shorts, 2-3 sizes too big, held up with a belt made of baler-twine. On top was a worn out, thin, hand-me-down,.