‘Why don’t you kiss it first,’ I said softly and the look he flashed to me showed that he was delighted at the suggestion and so he moved down a...nd placed his lips on the partly exposed head of my cock in a kiss. ‘You can suck it as well,’ I suggested, and as he had it there under his lips, he opened his mouth and took in the head. I gave out a sigh as his mouth closed over it and I felt the heat surround it and increase my heart rate to cause it to throb even more than it was doing already. I. ‘Aren’t you coming in?’ I called out after him as I left the door open after me and headed to my bedroom. I heard his footsteps first outside and then on the inside followed by the sound of the door being shut. I kicked off my heels and took off my dress, carefully laid it out on the bed and dressed into a pair of shorts and a tank- it was a warm night. I stooped over the dress to investigate the damage. Max stripped down to his boxers and came closer to look at the dress himself. ‘I think. ’ ‘How can I be of any use to your absurd plan if I’m dead?’ ‘Death is not an end of things my son, to the contrary it is only the beginning. I can not use you in your physical form. There are far too many obstacles that would hinder you from your work, but as a spirit you will be able to go where I go, and see what I see. You will be able to travel anywhere in the world, and take human form to deceive those I want you to deceive. In essence you will be god-man or part god and part man. I. “Your first Christmas alone – I mean without Elizabeth. I wanted to spend Christmas with you, John.”John felt a warm glow and a surge of affection for her.“Hmm. I wonder?” Then he stirred himself. “There are five of us, more of you if they all came...”“You mean have everyone at Grange?” Her eyes sparkled. “That’s a lovely idea and there’s certainly enough room. A full house! How wonderful! Mum would have loved that; she used to come over to us for Christmas after Dad died because the house.