? Why... ? I don’t know what to say!” Angel said.“You could start by inviting me in. It’s cold out here.”“Come in! God, it’s good to see...you! It’s only been, what, two weeks and already I miss everyone.”We went into the house and I started to see what an immense place it was inside. It was an older structure but had been completely modernized inside. The furnishings were impeccable, of course. I wondered how much of it had been prepared in advance and how much Angel had done in the two weeks. " Really? Am I to trust you with numbers?" i can count them for You, Sir."He slapped me again - really hard this time. I started crying, unable tostop, but keeping it under control."I will not tell you again. you know My name. you will use it correctly.If you don't, this night is only going to get worse for you - and i ampretty sure it will be plenty bad without extra punishment. Do youunderstand, schoolgirl?"i sniffled, but managed a, yes Headmaster Smith, knowing tears and snotcovered my. I would no longer have to worry about what to wear. Table manners were something of the past, my lack of fingers making it impossible for me to handle utensils. And best of all, I was now flexible enough to suck my own dick. It was not like I actually wanted to give myself a blowjob, but I liked knowing it was an option. Still, it would take some time for me to get used to my new body. I had always had trouble finding sleep unless surrounded by complete and total darkness. My room was thus. I'm going to let her take the lead on this. I don't want to be too pushy.And as for A'moth, how do you contact ghosts? You sure as hell can't look them up in the phone book. I actually tried. There is no listing under A'moth. A couple of weeks ago I jumped at the chance to spend two days back at the branch office in Copiapo. I sat in the deserted last car of the train for the return trip to Santiago, nervous the whole time. Absolutely nothing. A'moth is real though. I know she's real. I have.