Instantly glad that Maeson had told her to take a day off from her tail, due to their ‘activities’, she was saved from having to run upstairs and ...removing or hiding her ‘toy. Pausing on her way into the kitchen, she smiled in greeting, tilting her head, curious as to why he was home in the middle of the day.“Oh, punkin, hey ... was a computer issue at work, so I took the rest of the day off. Besides, we won’t be seeing you as much pretty soon. I wanted to spend some more time with you. Maybe we. ” She obeyed and in less than a minute he was breathing harshly, his arms were shaking and when he finally came, exploding with a harsh yell, she moaned right along with him. He opened his eyes. She was watching his cock as it streamed, covering her stomach with his juices. When he could breathe he whispered, “Thank you.” “My pleasure,” she smiled. “And I mean that.” He smiled back, still breathing hard and before he could even think about it he said, “Stay with me.” “What do you mean?” she. Sometimes we did it in the shower, even then, or in bed, depending on her flux, or we just didn't have intercourse. Erotic writers can be quite imaginative in bed. I didn't mind, she seemed to find it naughty and forbidden. That was what mattered: how we were free to be ourselves, to say and do whatever we wanted. I never held back a thought or a question, never lied to her, never gave her only half of an answer. There was only one time when this complete freedom led to an argument."Did you. But you know you want to." No, I told you I was done with that. I'm not into it." Oh I think that's a lie, but that's an argument for another time." the short boy mused. "If you come in you'll get your dick sucked." he said in a taunting tone."Uhg. Look, I'm not going to leave you to go in a stranger's house alone, but I'm not participating in this." If you say so." the ghost said, as he stepped forward past my threshold. His friend reluctantly followed, and I closed the door behind them."So....