We shared some personal thoughts too with time, and as a result Jenny and I got closer together. Often on Saturday afternoons we would go window shopp...ng, and enjoyed browsing through the ladies shops looking at the latest fashions, and occasionally trying on skirts and dresses. We couldn't afford to buy any, but it was a fun time to be together. One night leaving the movies we got caught in a sudden downpour, and ran into a shop doorway for shelter. As we watched the rain come down in what. The younger worker pointed at the misbehaving computer. The old man didn't need a computer to find Waylon's part. He was back after a few minutes with the right boxes. The man nudged the younger employee out of the way and wrote Waylon's ticket by hand, and called the debit card in to the credit card company.Waylon had already spent a hundred and twenty bucks for the headlight and turn signal assemblies, and he still needed an airbag.The old man scratched his chin when Waylon asked about the. “I’m good and ready.” And to prove it, she pulled me close to her wide-open crease. Her entry was there awaiting me. “In me. Do it.”I did it! Effortlessly, as a third entry could ever be. I heard Helen’s gasp of relief as my rod coursed up the moisture of her to strike at what I guessed was her cervix. Total entry. And I was aware that this time I was ready to record every emotion, every sensation that this communion would bring.No counting of thrusts now. It was just an opening of all senses. The shadows. A slow drip, drip, drip. She was sure the shadows were watching her. Suddenly there was a sound, like a low moaning. And a rumbling coming from the large sarcophagus. From which a glowing form rises.The form resembles an old man. A sense of evil flowing from his naked form.“Ah,” the ghost says, “I haven’t enjoyed something so pretty in some time.”Erris raises her prayer book and shouts words of smiting. The ghost cowers for a moment. Then with a cruel laugh springs up. At a gesture.