My wife's sister however was handy with papering so I decided to ask her if she would be willing to help. In exchange I would give her a full body mas...sage in exchange whenever she decided to take me up on the offer. A deal was secured and everybody was happy.My sister-in-law Brenda and I had known each other for about 12 years and have on more than one occasion had a quick grope and a kiss. There has always been an electric atmosphere when we were together and I guess we just can't help. The cycle repeated itself over and over. It seemed that it came sooner and sooner.The flash of light and the rush of water soon became something he feared. Over and over. A never-ending cycle.After what seemed weeks Devon heard a door open. In walked two large men each wearing black leather pants and a pair of knee high laced leather boots. They looked at him like he was a cockroach.Behind them stood a tall woman with waist length auburn hair and a shapely body. She was also dressed in black. Most of the pictures were her and her friends at a beach. Then my eyes set on Candy as she stood there with no shirt on now, completely nude. "Shirt." She said to me and I instantly knew to remove mine. She stood there beside her bed and I was near the entrance of her room still. I was growing more anxious with anticipation. I looked around and saw a tv set on the one end of her room, there were a couple of Hollywood movies but the ones that really caught my eye were all the porno's stacked at. The final way my soul transfers, sucks the most. Any time I die, my spirit's drawn into the nearest living human. I'm stuck in the back seat then, so to speak. I can see through their eyes and hear through their ears, but all I can do is watch until the next time they have sex or die. I was once trapped in a monk in the 17th century once, for over fifty maddening years. When the monk finally died of old age, I transferred into another monk. I expected to be trapped for a long time, but I.