Wrapped in a towel I asked who was it and the reply was “Andy and Jack…” I opened the door and both guys came in to the living room.I said them ...I would go to my bedroom to put on some clothes.When I came back, both men were sitting on the sofa, legs apart rubbing their crotches through their pants.“What are you doing here so early, lads?” I asked them.They were supposed to be here after eight o´clock…Andy smiled and replied: "Yeah, Ana; we thought to come early and see if we could get lucky...". By some magic, I prevented him from vocalising his fear. Telepathically, I calmed him down and explained the legend.There were some major advantages to being a ghost. As a ghost, I could be visible or invisible as I chose. I could read their minds, memories and secrets of both human and beast. Moving imamate objects was fun and caused a bigger reaction in people. I couldn’t possess living souls: I had to get inventive when I wanted people to do as I wished. I could use these skills for both. Or faithless. If the killer or killers adhered to his, hers, its, or their pattern, tonight would be the strike date. First night of a new moon. A western progression from which a ‘U’ developed then repeated. Celestial certainty determined death. All those numbing calculus courses and there he was playing shaman. Of all three variables in play he remained stationary. The second ascended in something of a straight line. The third, the wildcard, well, that could intersect anywhere between two. Just a few quick strokes and he's getting off.Beth and Tim are done and are getting dressed. Beth is ready to go home. Tim says he's coming back after he's done with her. We all laughed and continued. The virgin gets off alot and i'm swallowing every drop. I told Mark he can have it next time. The other k** that came with him is over 21 and is just looking for an ass to fuck. I told him he could fuck me, but he's looking for a man's ass. I told him he's in the wrong place for that kind.