Her soul..was absorbed by that woman. She isn't gone, but she is a part of her now. Once a soul exits it's body, it can't return to it. Others however..., can enter the vacated body. I am asking you because it is my fault that Ashley is..dead. I didn't think it was right for me to just..do it. Also, if I do it, I'll be bound to Ashley's body forever. When her body dies, so does my own spirit. No moving on. Ever." I take a minute to absorb this information. *So, the price of a second life..is the. It was official then. Wade and Andrew had left the house and gone somewhere without me. Why would they do that? I pulled out my phone, entered Wades number and attempted to call him. The phone rang out and I was getting frustrated and very annoyed. I tried again and the same thing happened. I decided to try Andrew next. The same thing happened again. The phone rang out and no response. Fucking assholes! I sneak quietly out of the room and silently exit Wades house in the middle of the night.. She was nervous, excited and totally aroused, but she was totally calm, wasn’t walking fast or hesitant, not looking around or back. Do you wonder why your wife, such an attractive wife and mother, who we both know is being fucked by other men at times, and would probably be desired by most men between 14 and 70, comes to me ‘a balding, overweight man almost 60 years of age’ for this ‘other sex fun’. Yes the first few times I phoned and dared her to come over, not really expecting she would,. And, I'm not proud of this..but I began to steal his things....it started off as pencils and pens, I'd taste them to see what his hands tasted like. Then it got bigger, until, I stole his underwear. It was a lucky break really. He had gone swimming and I snuk into the changing rooms, I knew what his coat looked like so I knew which stall was his. They were black, my favourite colour. Black Armani tighter than tight boxers. But the biggest treat was, wehn I got them home, I noticed a white stain.