She screamed into the room as the pain started up again."Wwwwhhhyyyy?"Taking a quick breath, she continued, hoping the ghost could hear her."What have... I done to you?"Suddenly the pain increased, and she screamed louder than she had ever in her young life."Ayiiiiiiii, please stop it! It hurts! Oh God it hurts!"Jenny started twisting in pain, pulling on her bonds, smacking her head against the wall as the pain continued to increase until the sweet feeling of unconsciousness came to her.Jenny hung. Big tits, pretty, and a nice ass.But we had sex twice a week,every week. Missionary sex if she was sober,and maybe doggy style if she was drunk.And she wasn't a big drinker. Her idea of being naughty was leaving the light on.So we shagged tuesdays after her yoga class ( I suspected her personal trainer was a bit touchy feely,and put her in a horny mood),and Saturday night.So once a week I made a call to an agency and met a stranger for sex.Sex for money. And it was great at first.I had red. Yeah! Can’t argue with that!” I chuckled a bit, myself.Loren cleaned herself up with the washcloth and stood up. “Next!”I stepped up to the “plate” and returned some of my iced tea from dinner. Loren watched while I did my business.“It’s funny, Bob just can’t pee when I’m in the bathroom. I guess it’s just psychological. I guess I’m weird, but it’s kind of fascinating to watch a guy pee.”“Hey, it’s no problem for me. If I hadn’t just cum a ton, I might have trouble not getting hard if you and I. Settling back on his chair, he glanced at her. Marveling at her beauty as her eyes fluttered closed and she slept.And so it went. Joe working as much as possible on his writing. Day and night. Making love when he had company and returning to it while his lover or lovers slept. The novel called to him like none had before.It was an intensely creative time. Eddie had never been better, and everyone else seemed to reach his excellence. The almost marathon concert garnered enthusiastic responses.