She had heard tales of her mother, for whose name she held, the most beautiful maiden the world had ever known. She longed to be as beautiful, but no ...matter how much she washed her face, no matter how much she scrubbed, she could not wipe the ugly away. Wherever she went, children who saw her face wept, and mothers lamented. Men of conquest became courtesans to other men, rather than believe that she was a girl. Indeed, such a misplaced curse made her feel very isolated. Very alone. One day,. Form alliances. You can always break them.The McCarthys lived just two houses down. Dorrie was in Claire’s class and Dennis, a year older. When Dorrie would come over to visit Claire, I might even get to tag along with them if they went where a baby brother wouldn’t diminish their image. Maybe not to Burger King, but maybe to help pick apples.Sometimes when the four of us played Risk, Dorrie and I would vie for North America, South America and Africa, while my sister and Dennis went for Europe,. Finally, I could not resist. As slowly and quietly as I could, I stood up. When that didn't trigger a reaction, I stepped forward. I stood right next to the bed, with the ghost kneeling directly in front of me. I bit my lip, held my breath, and reached out with one hand to touch her ass. I was nervous about what sort of reaction this would provoke, but couldn't stand not touching her any longer.Her physical form felt solid and warm, not the cold touch I now realized I had been dreading.. You had that audience spellbound. You had Claire shocked and me horny wishing you were sucking me”. “All you have to do is ask nicely Adrian” I said. He looked to see if I laughed. If I was making a joke. “Ask nicely Adrian” I said. “Would you please suck my cock like you sucked that dog sweetheart?” I walked up and unhooked his belt, undid his pants and pulled them and his underpants down to his knees. His cock was a nice size, both length and girth. “Claire must be happy with that” I said and.