Car sales, classifieds, comics I’ve already seen, and the movie times. Pulse had just been released to theaters. That’d be a good way to kill an a...fternoon. At least, I hoped. I would be back at college the day after tomorrow, so the boredom would only last for two days anyway. For only having been an intern a year and a half, Christina sure has a fancy car. A three-year old Lexus LS430. Certainly nothing like her trade-in, the little red GMC. Still, it was too sterile to be anything I would. The last one was only 10 or perhaps 15 years ago.The ghost thought back to that family. He rather enjoyed the games he'd played with them.He was intreagued by the couples love making. The wife would dress up in a kind of clothing he had never seen before. It was so nice and shiny. He learned it was latex. The couple had a computer and he had learned how to use the internet.That was quite informative. much better than news papers.One night when the wife was dressed up in her body suit he decided. Before boarding the truck, Azalea walked a few paces to stand over the body of Colonel Khalifa. Staring down at his dead face, she muttered, "I told you I would never come to you, even to save my life. Two men have ever treated me like a whore, and you both are lying here dead."Bending down, she retrieved her knife. When she rose, she contemplated him for a moment, before she kicked his lifeless body and watched the dust fly, "See the dust, soon that's all you will be."She spit on him; then. It should be a joyous occasion, and from what I hear, all too often it isn't." Oh god, it was more than joyous, big brother, now I understand why people get so excited about sex!" I just hope that it hasn't raised your expectations unreasonably high." That's what I really wanted to talk to you about, if you don't mind. Adrian made me come every time we fucked, and I had more than a dozen wonderful orgasms in two days! Every one of them was miles better than anything I've ever managed to give.