Colby had left his chair/place in the shadows of the room. While I was enjoying making Rita's clitty hard from my knees - and tasting her delicious ...pre-cum that was oozing from the tip of her cock, the big man had stopped stroking his dick and had made his way quietly behind me. I could smell his body, his sweat, his thickness - from head, chest, balls to toes!He gently put his hands on my shoulders and squeezed. He brought his mouth down to my left ear . . . "calm down big fella! Rita. " Forget it, Tyler. We'll just have to find another way." Another way? We're poltergeists, Christina. We're doomed to haunt this house forever, or until we can find some way to fulfill our desires. We can't just go out and shop around. We either use what we have available, or stay like this for all eternity." No way." Fine," he shrugged. "It may be a moot point anyway. We don't even know if we can use their bodies like that."Christina glanced down at the girl in the tub again. "Well, that much. As I watched this happening my dick started to cause a problem in my all too tight slacks and try as I might I was slowly making an exhibition so I had to excuse myself to the bathroom and put my dick back in my pants but pointing straight up to my waistband. As I left the men’s room I remember coming up with the phrase that “the nicest surprises are often wrapped up in the most unusual packages”, which was a perfect description for Jan.The atmosphere between Jane and I was getting decidedly. Widemouth was getting a copy.“That’s like a third of the Island, Tony! Maybe more!”“Yes, but he trusts you. You have the same values that he does. And, you live here. You’re here all the time. He probably trusts Queen Eleanor more than you, and maybe me too, but you can’t name a third person.”“Philipmina?”“Certainly not the good Lady Philipmina. She would happily kill anyone who looked at the King crossly. Hell, I get mad at Tom all the time. He doesn’t want me killed for it, he wants to know.