The only sounds heard were the crackling of the flames in the fireplace and the quiet breathing of the two occupants. The slave looked at the floor, k...nowing his eyes were on her. She could feel them burning her flesh. But she did not look up she just listened to the flames hiss until she heard his instruction, ‘Lips.’ She tipped her head up to his, her eyes still closed, and she parted her lips a bit as she offered them to him. He took immediate possession of them, his lips burning hers with. Actually, he thought, he ought to be in great shape.Carolyn woke him two hours later, ran him through all the tests again, muttered her disappointment as she wrote down all the figures, and agreed with Ray's suggestion that they dress and go out to find some food.Back in the room after a hearty dinner, Ray once again submitted to her battery of tests."Your recovery isn't what it ought to be," she said. "Blood pressure's still way above normal, although it's come down a little. Not nearly. The article didn’t mention ghosts, but I knew the spirits would have something to do with it.The story said that a deliveryman on a motorbike, next to our school, will die in gruesome fashion, be run over by a semitruck.Aghast, I couldn’t read past the opening paragraph and clicked off my phone, popped a handful of pills and drifted off...Sure enough, the next day, walking back from class, I witnessed the aftermath, the carnage, the young deliveryman’s body split in two halves. I’d seen plenty. “Let’s take them off” he said walking me into the woods. Off the path in a clearing I kicked off my heels “That’s all you want to have off” I said as I reached around unzipping my skirt and letting it fall to the ground. “WOW you little slut” he shouted as he pulled me to him. I reached down rubbing his hard cock then undid his pants taking out his hard cock and wrapping my soft fem hand around it. His hands caressing my body as I did. He slid his hand inside my tight panties then yanked them.