Just my luck to buy a house that’s haunted by a ghost that’s also a voyeur.Jasmine had to go back to work, but as luck would have it, just before ...hey boarded the plane her ‘uncle’ showed up, saying her grandmother had passed, and she was needed at home. Her boss tried to talk her into going, but Jasmine, her nerves so frayed the tears she shed were real, refused. He finally relented if she promised to be on the next plane after the funeral. Of course, both her grandmothers were alive and well,. Throughout the day we laughed and had a good time, like we normally would, but more flirtatious than usual. Fast forward a few hours, it's just her and I back at the house. Not knowing she was near nude, I walked into their bedroom to get something, or say something to her. It's lost on me now why I went into their bedroom. Our eyes met for a very brief moment before I realized she was in just a pink thong and earrings. As I briefly took in all that she had, I snapped back to reality, quickly. Baji, a petite 29-year-old brunette, was home for the summer and separated from her boyfriend, Taimur, who’d had to return to his own home town hundreds of miles away. Taimur had given her plenty of steady loving over the past three months, and Fatima Baji missed it desperately. In fact, she missed it more with each passing minute, and after a week at home, her need for sex was urgent.What was she going to do about it? It was a small town, and she couldn’t just walk down the street and pick up. I bolt up, and grab Johnny around the neck, and plant his nose right in my pit. “Oh fuck dawg—oh goddamm –lemme go” Johnny screams, to the delight to the others. Not to make him further pissed, I let go of my grasp as the others continue laughing. Blankenship pipes up “So is it really that bad dude”? I raise my arm again, making a muscle, “Come try it for yourself dude”. Flashing a big grin, Blankenship stands to approach, and just as he gets right to me, reacts similar to Johnny. “Oh fuck.