Any time I die, my spirit's drawn into the nearest living human. I'm stuck in the back seat then, so to speak. I can see through their eyes and hear t...rough their ears, but all I can do is watch until the next time they have sex or die. I was once trapped in a monk in the 17th century once, for over fifty maddening years. When the monk finally died of old age, I transferred into another monk. I expected to be trapped for a long time, but I was pleased to discover that the next monk was sneaking. Ah well.Once he finished, he fell backward and sat on his heels. I could see both him and Brent turn to watch Liz and me.I was trying hard to hold back but the situation was not making it easy. Stopping my stroking completely would have been a dead giveaway and, I figured, spoiled the “contest.”Fortunately though, I heard Liz take a series of short breaths and saw her stomach quiver.“Eee, eee, eee!” she cried out. Her body arched and she held the lipstick against her mound for another couple. I guess you have to work it out with her." "I guess so. Damn. I don't know what to say to her. She wants us to live together next semester. Like, you know, married or something. I don't know." "If she loves you it'll be fine. I think so anyway. You gotta talk about it with her. That's the only way. I'll help if you want. Don't know what I could do, but I'd help." "Okay. Thanks, Peter. Go on now. Go to your own room. I need to study and so do you. Damn, I should have fucked you a long time ago.. "Oh god, you're such a dirty girl Ashley."She smiled, "I know. Everyone is allowed to be bad sometimes right?" But in a shopping mall food court?" I joked."Don't act like aren't enjoying this. Women can tell when men are aroused." I never said I wasn't enjoying this."Ashley opened her legs even further. "That makes two of us. If you count the perverted lady who's watching me, then that makes three." Was this your plan all along?" I asked. "Did you pick that lady to be your victim?" No. I never.