‘Mornin’, Linnea. You are a sight for sore eyes,’ Big Bill said, raking my body head to toe with a quick look. ‘Tom, this is Linnea Richwell, ...he hottest sales executive in Texas. Linnea, meet Tom, he’s our Finance VP.’ ‘Don’t believe a word this man says,’ I laughed to Tom, shaking his hand. I knew I looked hot, but I preferred to let my wardrobe speak for itself. Just the same, I made sure he could see down my blouse when I bent over to set down my attache. ‘Now, are we ready to do business?’. I just stood there and watched as 2 blackmen fondle my wife. Sue never saw me but when Frank did he suggested that the 3 of them go to his bedroom. Instead of stopping them from leading my wife away I stepped around the corner until they entered Franks bedroom. frank had left the rooms door open about 2 inches and when I looked in I saw my wife standing in between Frank and Ted again. She had gotten rid of her dress and the guys fondling her and even after Frank and Ted had both seen me. You kissed me softly; our kiss becomes more and more heated with love and passion. The towel slowly drifts from your body, allowing me once again to feel your naked skin against mine. Massaging your breast while kissing you deeply. At this time there is nothing left but you and me in this world. I run my hand down your side, down to your leg. I lift your leg wrapping it safely around me. I slide two fingers in you with ease, as my fingers get coated with your wetness. You let out a gasp and I. ‘It hurts like hell when I touch living people.’ ‘Living people?’ ‘I’m a ghost.’ Sal told me. ‘I’ve been like this since the moment of the blast. Hell, I was standing next to the blast site before the dust settled. It was a fucking mess, I’ll tell you that. They had to scrape me off of everything.’ ‘That’s disgusting.’ I said. ‘You’re telling me?’ Sal replied. ‘I’d have lost my lunch if I could have. Anyway, if I touch a living person it shocks the hell out of me, almost like being.