I spent my first Christmas break without my mother with Mack and Ellie. They did their best, but we all knew it wasn't enough to keep me from depressi...n.I literally felt lost. I was away from anyone I knew and anyone I cared about was either gone or miles away. I wondered openly if this was my penance for all the shitty things I'd done in my early teens."Son," Mack said. "I don't know what you did them years — and I don't need to know. Whatever it was, it wasn't enough to earn your last year.. They're still here. They'll get you if you don't go,right now." I can't leave you, Brian, or Brianna, or whoever you are. If my friendsin here I have to look after him." William moved toward her. IDIOT, shethought. The ghost man was right behind him, smiling, and then jumpedforward. William arched his back. NO."No! Please, not my friend!" she screamed.He lurched forward and fell face down toward his knees, where Brianna ranto him and kneeled herself to hold his face. There was no sign. It was a wild delight.At any moment, Tonya could wake up. It made this feel incredible. Her mother's tongue lapping through my folds sent dizzying ripples through my body. The MILF took her time. She savored the flavor of my pussy as she pleasured me.It was hot.I wanted to cry out.Rapture spilled through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as she caressed my folds. Then she nibbled on my labia. My fingers clenched. I shot my hand down. I grabbed the MILF's hair, holding her as she pleasured me.She. .. It was nothing. It had to be nothing.It was quiet, and I listened to the soft whispers of the wind and the waves. I rolled to the side, and in the darkness of the room, my eyes were drawn to the mirror door of the closet. There was a figure there, reflected.I looked about the room, but there were no shapes save those I already knew intimately. However, in the mirror, there was a shape. A form. In the darkness it was indistinct, but there was a soft curve to it. It seemed to be looking right.