Right?''You gave who your body?!' Margot Getty's gaze drifted to her physical body carrying her dinner with one of the potholders over to the table--W...ere a ghostly boy appeared and disappeared from around the physical body of her daughter!'His name is Taylor. But he wants to be called 'Buddy'. --See? It really wasn't me being strange! He doesn't want to use his real name, because, I guess, he doesn't want people to know he's inside a girl. That's silly, isn't...''Inside!?' her mother yelped. " "I'll spank your ass red if you do." I made another frightened little sound. "Hush now. Keep your knees wide." I just climbed and climbed and climbed. I didn't want to disobey him. My body wasn't my mine any more to control. "Please," I finally whispered. "There it is," he said, sounding deeply satisfied. "What are you begging for, Beautiful?" "Please, stop," I whispered. "You're going to make me come." He withdrew his hand and put the tips of his fingers on my lips. He didn't let go of. I tried to move away when Mr. G. said '...don't move boy, we don't want your young friend waking up...' I felt Mr. G.'s rubbery hard penis probe my buttocks and find my anal opening, as his penile glans parted my outer sphincter muscle ring I started to cry out. Quickly Mr. G. clamped his hand over my mouth and again admonished '...be quiet boy, you wake your friend and I will have both of you...' Taking short quick breaths I awaited the pain of his entrance into my anus. With a steady plunge. The number 52 bus was unreliable at the best of times and at this time of rush hour there was no way she would get to work on time. Emily, who was 21, worked as a general employee at her local department store. Her roles could include anything from helping customers try on shoes to greeting people as they entered the shop. Having finished Uni a year ago, Emily found her job extremely tedious and boring, not nearly as much however as her non-existent love life. When the bus eventually arrived.