Usually her friends, Sarah and Nicole would ride with her and they would talk about school and boys and other silly things. Today she was by herself. ...She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading north to the Bronx.She placed the heavy book bag on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Cindi gripped the metal pole with both hands to keep her balance in the fast moving, swaying train. Falling down was not a problem because the riders were. And all of a sudden the pool was both deathly quiet with the concentration of two swimmers battling for bragging rights, and at the same time a cacophony of splashing water, whirling arms and legs, nowhere near as efficient as at our prime, but raw energy and power. I was in trouble almost immediately, Em had swum more often than me, and had technical superiority without question, by the end of the first length, my head was barely level with her toes as she turned a full stroke and more ahead. She was sure the shadows were watching her. Suddenly there was a sound, like a low moaning. And a rumbling coming from the large sarcophagus. From which a glowing form rises.The form resembles an old man. A sense of evil flowing from his naked form.“Ah,” the ghost says, “I haven’t enjoyed something so pretty in some time.”Erris raises her prayer book and shouts words of smiting. The ghost cowers for a moment. Then with a cruel laugh springs up. At a gesture the lids of the caskets fly open with. I cried out and stiffened as the orgasm hit. Only then did Evan satisfy himself, thrusting deeply until he reached his own peak.He was still wrapped around me when his grip finally loosened and I could move again. I rolled slightly so I could see his face. The huge smile I could feel myself wearing was mirrored on his face. He dropped a light kiss on my temple, then on my mouth as I rolled over to face him."Now if this is the way you wake me up, I won't mind a bit."I laughed, "Oh so, you'll get.