All my body parts are attached, and I’m surrounded by a lot of rocks.‘But where did the wings come from? And where did they go?’She looked at he... arms, turning them around to look at them from different angles. They were only arms.‘Was I dreaming? If not, how am I still alive?’She decided she didn’t have the answers to any of these questions, including the most important question: ‘How do I get out of here?’The practical part of her mind took over. She was going to have to climb out. And, she. But as I stared at her pussy, I realized for the first time in years, that although I was in a sexual situation, I had no idea what I was doing. One thing I was confident of was how well I could get a guy off with my mouth, my tits, my hand, my pussy, and even my ass, but Jasmine was all woman... I really had no idea how to proceed.Too bad I couldn't text Karen for an instruction manual. Although I was sure she would be delighted to rush over and walk me through it, so to speak.Jasmine noticed. U r a very naughty man, Gil.” Followed by a winking emoticon. I laugh to myself, picturing her calling me a very naughty man. With her serious facial expression and the big smile that follows. “Good morning M. How are you?" I text back. Hoping she is awake and replies to me soon. I am infatuated with her. I want her. I pour myself a cup of coffee, and take it with me to my backyard patio. I light a cigarette, and sip my coffee. I place my phone on the patio table, hoping to see the screen. "If you are a ghost then you are not really here, are you? And if you're not here, how can I shake your hand?" Oh I'm here all right, go on, take my hand, then you will know I'm here." I took his proffered hand to shake it - he had a solid dry grip as he held on to mine as if he were frightened I'd run away."If you are a ghost, how come you hurt yourself when you came through that wall?" I asked, "and just who is Madeleine?He tutted, "There is more than one kind of ghost you know; I am the kind.