Damn, my cock needed to cum. She smiled as she ran her fingers up and down my shaft, not hard enough to allow me to cum, but soft and caressing teasin... me towards an orgasm. "Oh yes. Make me cum Rita. Make my cock shoot now."Rita smiled, an evil smile, as she stopped touching my throbbing penis. "No Jimmy, not yet. Not for a while yet."Rita pulled a long soft feather from her toy box. She started on the bottom of my feet, gradually moving it up against the skin of my calves, then thighs. I decided I would fix eggs, ham, and grits for breakfast this morning. I was humming to myself before I remembered the radio in the kitchen and turned it on.The first thing I heard was the weather report, and the announcer said it would be a perfect sunny day with the high about seventy eight. I was smiling even wider after I heard that. The last time I had gotten married it rained for an overwhelming three days straight. It was a most miserable wedding and a short honeymoon, because she had. Vince spread his legs and my hand moved slightly and I lost my grip of the glass of diet cola with it falling into my lap. “Oh! I'm sorry Mrs. Johnson.” Vincent said. For some reason Vincent had always called Paul and myself by our last names.“Don't worry about it Vincent. I'll just go up and clean up.” I answered putting my glass on the table. None of the pop had dripped on the floor it was only on my dress. My dress was soaked. “I'm just going to change my dress Paul. I had accident. I won't leave you," Jen said then projected herself into the trunk with the girl so she could feel her more. "I'm here with you. My friends are coming. We will get you out very soon."Sara looked at the little ghost, hoping that the woman she appeared to be, was correct."We're here!" said Jen.Jason spotted a service road, and turned down it, hoping it would get them close to whatever was burning so they could help whoever was in trouble."Jon, get all the extinguishers out!" Jason yelled."Got.