There was only one ladder from the ground to the roof, so that was a good spot to ambush a man as he climbed to the roof to investigate the trouble up... there. The first man The Ghost killed had a broken neck and no cuts on his body, so he was the perfect candidate to pitch down through the skylight. All they would have was a dead body with no obvious reason for his death, except possibly for the fall.Only one man at a time could climb the ladder, so there was no way for The Ghost to be. Already beginning to wonder if I’d done the right thing. Maybe I shouldn’t have got in touch on Facebook after all. The conversation flowed as though we hadn’t spent more than a few days apart. At times I laughed so much it hurt. Her personality was as infectious as ever. We talked about friends, family, life, and old times. “Do you remember that time in Cardiff when I came down to stay?” Remember? How could I forget? We hadn’t been seeing each other for over a year when she announced that. I laid back and decided to enjoy myself. Suddenly, I felt a presence to my left and to my surprise there was a guy standing next to my door, he had his cock in his hand jacking off. To be safe, I stopped my wife immediately and told her that we needed to leave the park. To my surprise, my wife called out to this guy asking him to join us in our car. At first I was a little reluctant figuring not only that she wanted a second guy, but this guy could be a serial killer. Well, I guess thinking. I hoped the new camera had caught it all. It would make a great home movie.I slid my spent shaft out and stepped back, unable to resist a quick open palmed smack to that appealing target. Laura jumped and turned, hand raised, and caught me a stinging slap on my rear. 'Two can play at that game, my boy,' she said, eyes glinting dangerously. She was smiling, and I smiled back. On impulse, I pulled her close and we shared a quick kiss, then a longer, softer one. We stayed there a long time, in the.