Well I dont forgive you. Now get out of my way, she said after he stepped back between her and her car door. Fine, it was unfair of me to ask you to f...rgive me. Miley, he said desperately, At least talk to me for a minute. Let me buy you a drink. Miley looked at him incredulously. Now why would I want to do that? Maybe theres something you want to say to me? Get some sort of closure? he said hopefully. She stared at him. She did need closure, but she didnt think that talking to him would bring. The first happened one night shortly before she fell asleep about a week after his death. She was lying in her bed when suddenly a figure appeared at the foot of her bed. Megan could not believe her eyes the figure looked exactly like her grandpa but that just could not be true. He had been for a week and they had buried four days earlier. By the time, she looked back at the spot the figure had vanished. Megan flopped onto her side and fell into a deep sleep. That night would not be the last. But tempted he was. Shaking his head, Donny muttered to himself, "Jeez, that was close." Then he started moving towards the bedroom, absently rubbing at his nipples and knowing that he was going to have to work for awhile to get rid of all of his sexual frustration. Just before closing the door behind himself, he said, "Damn, I wish I had a vibrator."-------------------- Mara glanced over at Donny, blushing slightly as she remembered the way she'd practically thrown herself at him the night. "Cousin!" She yelled and gave me a big giant hug and a kiss on the cheek. I could feel her 36c boobs crushing into my chest, unintentionally I'm sure". Howare you ? You look amazing. Thanks I replied, you look almost the same as you did in high school. She blushed a little bit. We went down to her room in the basement and caught up for a few hours. Im going to go take a shower if thats ok? Sure she replied, everything is still in the same place mom and dad dont like change. I remember as k**s.