She was about 5’2″, with whitish complexion and had smooth skin. She had nice big eyes, which you can say inviting but I say they were full of lif... and really talked to you. I continued to stare at her body and slowly traveled upwards to her breasts. The blouse was of same matching color, sleeveless, low V-cut with broad back-cut.I could see her smooth shapely arms. Her 36D boobs peeked from the low-cut blouse and smiled at me inviting me to hold them and make love to them. She had thin lips. We talked about a variety of subjects, from his occupation, to what we did for a living. I had to lie, and said I was going to college, studying business. What really piqued his interest, was when I started talking about sports. My dad brought me up as a tomboy. My brother wasn’t much of an athlete, dad could tell at an early age that he wasn’t, but could tell that I had his athletic genes. So my dad would take me to baseball, football, basketball and hockey games, and we would watch everything. " Chris concentrated and the lights brightened, his head cleared and he nodded. "Balance is what's required here, enough for me and for the train." He said.He closed his eyes and pictured Sar'ha in his mind, he muttered a phrase and she was there before him. "What is this?" She asked him puzzled."It's a variation of the 'Condor plain separatus' spell, but it allows us to see each other in the real world, nobody else can see you except me, so if anyone's watching they'd think I'm talking to. ..”“There was a fight,” Jessy said, and she forced her eyes to Maria’s.Julias winced. He knew what was coming. Right on queue the ghost woman reached up to the taller Gangrel, grabbed her by the neck, and brought her down to her knees like she was a toddler. Jessy could only comply, and Julias could see the mix of shock and fear in her eyes.“Did you kill anyone?” Maria’s voice had turned gravely, and Julias could hear dirt and grit coming out of her mouth. If graveyards could talk, they’d sound.