“It is said,” he replied, “That on the night of Halloween, when the moon was near full, the veil between the living and the dead fell away and t...e spirits could rise.”George paused, almost too scared to speak what he knew followed.“It is said, that on the night of Halloween they demanded the living to believe. They wanted their story to be told.” “You arse!”A cold, greasy sausage hit George across the side of the face, both insult and missile coming from Fliss.“I for one am putting a bloody. Her big ole titties sagged to both sides under her sweater and her legs spread slightly. She reached up her hand, I grabbed it and lowered myself on top of her, my crotch spreading her legs further apart as I fell right into place between them. I could smell some cheap body spray perfume, I wish I could remember the name. Possibly something from Avon, or maybe something she shoplifted from the d**g store. I did not mention, but she was quite poor, living with only her Mom in a run down rental. "Dam!" the voice behind me called out again.I froze still hovering over the counter, having forgotten in my panic to clean up the milk that someone was behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw my cousin leaning in the doorway, wearing just a pair of plaid boxers.Shit. I had completely forgotten he was living here now. But that didn't stop my eyes from wondering over his well-toned chest and down his abs to were just a small tuff of hair peeked out above a pair boxers there were hanging just. ” I said.We moved Karen to a place on the bed where she hopefully wouldn’t get a foot in the face. Monica had rolled the next number. I gave her a big smile and a kiss. She kissed back with curl my toes enthusiasm.“Hi sexy. I’ve missed you. I want to make love to your hot body so much,” I told her.“I find that hard to believe when Clarice Jones is here, naked in your bed. Any idiot would ignore everyone else and just fuck her until she couldn’t walk so she had to stay in your bed. Then a sane.