"Yes, Miss Rose?" he said reluctantly."Wade," she said, shaking her head. "Haven't you ever seen a naked woman before?" Yes, Miss Rose," he replied. "...I have. But this is different. I do not wish to compromise your modesty." Wade, Wade," she smiled, shaking her head again. "You don't get it, do you? Wade, after the last year, I have no modesty to compromise. Now come over here and do my back. I promise, I won't bite." All right," he sighed, picking up the wash cloth and compromising with the. Then it hit her, and she clamped down hard on my sensitive penis, causing me to erupt inside her. Both of us climaxed without ever having moved.We stayed on the couch for some time, kissing and talking. After a while, Heather made her way out of the bedroom, half-dressed."What time is it? I can't seem to find my phone," she mumbled as she pulled up her panties."I haven't seen it," Red replied in between kisses. "But you can call it from mine. It's just over there on the counter."As Heather went. Jeff about dropped my beer as he handed it to me. “Fuck man. I did not even know my old lady was into that shit. I thought it was just us guys that choked our chicken now and then. I would not mind being a fly one the wall at that one myself,” he said with an evil grin. About then my wife stepped out and reminded me that I had promised her that I would help rearrange my rec room so she could sit more people. I had to excuse my self and get busy. I told Jeff I would call or send him a Yahoo. He would just put them back in the places that they belonged. He figured perhaps the ghosts were playing tricks on him. He really didn’t believe in ghosts but there was really no other answer to how these pictures had moved.Sometimes, late at night, he heard music playing downstairs. It was starting to freak him out a little bit. The pictures continued to be moved in the wrong placement.One night, he was taking a piss and the shower curtain moved and a spirit of a woman stood there naked in the.