Today. The house had a new family.The ghost watched them move in from one of the windows near the top. over the last hundred years he had watched fami...ys come and go. the last one was only 10 or perhaps 15 years ago.The ghost thought back to that family. He rather enjoyed the games he'd played with them.He was intreagued by the couples love making. The wife would dress up in a kind of clothing he had never seen before. It was so nice and shiny. He learned it was latex. The couple had a computer. Then with a fatalistic shudder, he reached down and gently rolled her over onto her stomach. As he did, his heart almost stopped when she murmured and stirred momentarily. But, much to his relief, she quickly fell back to sleep once again.Feeling himself start to sweat, he cautiously sat down on the bed beside her. Tentatively, still not understanding what it was that was driving him to perform this macabre deed, he reached out and took hold of her zipper tab of her dress. Grasping it between. She was out of Tim’s league by miles. Normally mine too for that matter, but that flaw … whatever the hell it was … made her seem more accessible. Hell, before they married, I might have even asked her out, if I thought she had two brain cells to rub together. Call me a weirdo but I like a woman to be able to hold an intelligent conversation once the sex is over. Don’t get me wrong I like a woman with her curves and valleys. But, a few brain cells helps to pass the night when the fucking is. ”Grace blushed beet red. She then admitted, “I’m a good girl, I don’t know anything about that stuff either.”Brad replied calmly, “I could tell. You are a very sweet girl Grace, and I think you deserve a real man. Not a little boy.”Almost as if it had been planned, Peter came over with their food. He placed the food down, smiling at grace and trying hard not to scowl at Brad. Then he walked back to his station awkwardly.The two made small talk for the remainder of the meal. Brad had succeeded.