Some of the other girls had their names changed, butthey liked mine so I?ve kept it. Looking back 9 months ?Anita? was a verydifferent person. I was l...iving an existence. I lived in the same town I?d grownup in; I never knew my father and my mother had died when I was 19, leavingeverything to me. We had not been wealthy but I did have a small flat to myname and could support myself by working as a secretary.? I had a few friends but an unexciting life. Inever met anyone new and didn?t go out. And you can’t do anything to stop me. Can you?”I pull back so I can watch your face, then slide a hand down and caress your breast through the dress. Your eyes get wide. If you had any doubts about what I was going to do to you, they’re gone now. I squeeze your tit, hard, then squeeze the other one. Then I slide my hands over the curve of your stomach and down your legs to the hem of your dress, which I raise, slowly, until your crotch is completely exposed to both my gaze and my fingers. I run. ‘If you don’t mind, I’d like to shower off,’ he said, pointing to his sweat-soaked shirt for emphasis. ‘No problem Ash, I’ll just watch some TV,’ she replied, oblivious to his gaze as she reseated herself on the bed and picked up the remote. I’m a horrible person, thought Asher as he turned and pulled his shirt over his head. On the bed, Bridget stared after as he retreated into the bathroom. She admired the lean muscles in his back as he walked. He might look gangly, but she knew he was strong. He sat the tool box on the floor. “So what needs fixing?” Alex asked. I smiled, knowing that all I had to do, is take one step forward and the two of us would end of mauling each other in a fit of passion. “The lights keep flickering,” I said. “Okay,” Alex replied, “Do we have a poltergeist?” “Not funny,” I replied. I have a huge fear of ghosts. Alex asked me to show him the electrical panel. He followed me to my garage and peered into the panel box. “Where were you when the lights went off?”.