"Give me a twirl then... and a curtsey." What?" Tim muttered."Give me a twirl, and a curtsey! Let me see you!" she demanded.Tim did as he was told and...slowly turned 180 degrees one way, and thenback the other, pausing for a moment to allow his dress to take shape onceagain. He then followed with a perfectly executed curtsey. Clearly it wasnot the first time he had ever curtsied for someone, he treated it as ifhe was being introduced to the Queen."Wow, would you look at you... you sure make a. Unmoving. Only as Kristine'sbreathing returned to normal she registered the slumped down ghost."Mabel?" Crouching down she tried to shake the specter, but this time herhand passed through the ethereal body. "Great. Now I killed the ghost I amhired to handle." You didn't," Mabel said while slowly stirring. One of her hand reached upand massaged her throat. "Well, you did, but not really. I am already deadafter all."Relieved Kristine took a few steps back, but after her shock subsided heranger. "Hey, look at camera eight! Is there some reason it is zoomed in on what looks like someone's bathroom window?" she asked, grinning at him."I was playing with the balcony cameras, and I supposed I stopped it there when I was flipping through the views." He said, trying to play it off."Sure you did. You always did have a thing for peeping. I still remember finding you on the fire escape when we were in eighth grade. I never did buy that whole "I forgot my keys" story. I'm sure that it was a. It was almost starting to feel good when she suddenly pulled it all the way out and said brightly, “Bobbie, you’re first.”I felt someone moving up to stand between my legs. Then the bed compressed slightly as hands pushed down on the mattress on either side of my chest. Right after that, Bobbie’s prick slid into my ass. I really expected it to hurt or for it to be harder for him to push into me, but evidently that rhino horn had me stretched out pretty good.Mistress Champagne tapped me on the.