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 Ghosts are not dead.

   I am not one who believes in haunting or in ghosts.  Well until I bought
myself an old house.  If I had known that I could be so happy in so many
ways I would have bought the house sooner.  I don't ever plane on moving
either.  After you read what I am about to write you will understand why as
well.

   I am 25 years old, with blue eyes, long brown hair, 5ft4; I have a very
good job that pays very well.  I am blessed with so much at my age.  I
never would have thought I could be any happier.

   About seven mounts ago I went out looking for a house.  I had been
looking for about two years really but I was just looking to see what I
liked and did not like in a house.  Bill my sales rep helped me to find
this house that I live in now.  I will tell you once more I am just so
happy with this house and every thing in it.

   I am single and was looking for a man.  I moved into my new house about
a year ago.  It's really a sweet house.  It is a four bedroom house, with
two bathrooms a den and livening room.  The kitchen is so big I love to
cook so that helps out.  With the parties I plan on having here it will get
used more then I really want to use it.  Part of my job is to entertain
some of the customers.

   When I saw the house I fell in love with it.  I could not believe how
much it was going for.  When I asked why it was going for less then what it
was worth.  Bill told me that is because they have sold the house so many
times and the people ended up leaving in a hurry.  He went on to tell me
that the house was hunted.  I just looked at him and laugh.

   Well I did move in and all went well for the 1st three months I was
there.  Then thing stared to happen.  I would lose my keys and know I did
not put them over in the spot that I had found them.  Doors were locking at
the time I was about to go into that room.  I could hear the lock click
before I would grab the knob.  Then I would cook and have enough for the
next day and when I would go to get it out it was all gone.  The dish would
be in the sink.

   I would have to say that this ghost was trying to be funny.  It would do
so many things like turn off the light when I was in the shower.  I finely
started to talk back at the ghost.

   Going to the library to find out about the house and maybe find out
about this ghost who lived there.  I found out that his name was Sam.  He
was the one who built the home.  He did not live long enough to live in it.
The paper read that he had just finished building the house and spent the
night in it.  When a snowstorm hit hard.  No one could get around.  They
say he froze to death.  Sam was only 30 years old at the time of his death.
He was not married.

   This was all good information.  But I still had to deal with this ghost.
I was not sure if it was Sam or not.  I just know that he was not harmful
to me.  So I decided to call my ghost Sam to see if he would respond to his
name.

   I was home reading a book one night when the lights went out on me as I
was reading.  I did not move but said.  " Sam stop playing around and turn
the lights back on, please." Just as soon as I had said that the lights
went back on.  I looked up and looked around.  Then went back to my reading
after I said " Thank you Sam."

   This went on for several months.  Sam would play his little games and I
would talk to him asking him to behave.  He did as I had asked.  This was
fine with me.  I even had a nice talk with him.  I had told Sam that I
wanted to stay but we would have to work together.  So we could live in
peace.  Sam must have heard me, because he did become a help to me.

   In Dec on the 20th I had a Christmas party for my boss at my home.  Some
guy tried to hit on me and was really making a big fool out of himself.  He
was so drunk I truly don't think he know what he was doing.  But Sam must
have known and ended up dumping the punch bowl over this mans head.  It was
really funny.  Everyone thought he was just so drunk that he did it
himself. But I saw the bowl lifting up on its own.  That same night, I went
to bed after cleaning up a bit.  I could not sleep.  I was felling lonely
and was in need of a man.  I got up at 1am to get something to drink.  All
I had on was my robe.  I was so hot I could have melted ice cream in my
hands.

   As I went into the kitchen to got my glass of water.  My robe fell open
the belt fell onto the floor.  I just stood there and looked down at it. 
Not thinking of picking it up.  I went on to drink my glass of water.  My
mind was set on the touch of a man.  I closed my eyes felling the aches of
my body.

   I was leaning on the counter next to the sink.  I had just put my glass
down and placed both hands on the edge and leaned back a little.  My robe
opened a little more.  Showing my full-naked body.  I leaned my head back,
closing my eyes as I was facing up.  Wishing I had a man to chill this
heat.

   I could feel my robe sliding down off my shoulders.  I kept my eyes
closed.  I could feel fingertips tracing up my back from were the robe had
fallen.  A cold chill came over my body.  It felt so good as my nipples
perch up even more.  I dared not to open my eyes.  I did not want this
feeling to go away.

   The hands I feel running over my aching body was a warm welcome.  I just
moaned as I could feel a tong and teeth brushing on my nipples.  I could
feel a hand pushing my legs apart.  I just let it happen.  It was feeling
so good.

   I could not believe this was happening to me.  I did not know how far
this was going to go.  I just know that I did not want it to stop there.

   I moved my arms and let the robe fall to the floor.  I was lifted up
onto the counter top.  I know it was Sam at this time.  My feet were placed
on the edge and I could feel his hands pushing my legs apart.  I could just
sit there and let him have his way.

   Sam's hands ran up and down my thighs, stopping at my lips between my
legs.  He spared then apart, it made my heart jump.  I had no idea what was
to happen next.  When I felt his tong moving around on my clit as his hands
held my lips apart.  His finger was pocking in and out of my sweet hole. 
Making me so wet.  I leaned back to enjoy this ride.  His hand reached out
and was rubbing my chest.  This feeling was making me grow wild.  The fire
inside was getting hotter and hotter as he kept on with his tong.

   The beating of his tong went on and on, with his finger adding to my
fun. I felt my body shack with a happy chill.  He felt so good I did not
want it to stop.  I wanted more then just a finger inside my wet hot slot.
I moaned and gowned.  As he went on, I was about to let it all go when he
slowed.  Teasing me as he kept on.  Sam know what he was doing to me, I had
to scream.

   Then I came like never before.  I felt my body shack and my muscles went
like there was no tomorrow.  But he kept going and making me moan even
more. I had to yell, " Stop!  No more!"

   Panting, I tried to relax from the wild ride.  Never before had I come
like this.  Sam was not done with me.  He kept licking and kissing my
chest. This was a welcome feeling it made me want more.  His hands were all
over my body.  As I sat there trying to get my breath.  I was so full of
sweat.  I thought it was over and I was ready for my bed.

   As I walked slowly to my bed, I could feel that I was not alone.  This
did not bother me.  As I was walking up the stairs I almost fell.  Sam had
me before I did fall.  I thank him for that.

   Lying down on my bed.  I covered my naked body with the sheets.  I felt
Sam lying down next to me.  The sheets slid off of the bed, my knees went
back up.  He was not done and wanted more fun.  I just could lie there and
say "No!  I have work in the morning and it's late."

   This did not stop Sam as he licked my clit.  Making me go wild with his
finger deep inside.  I could feel myself building it all up once more.  I
was moaning and groaning so much.  I lost track of were I was at.

   Then when I thought this was it Sam stopped, he claimed up on top of me.
I could feel his body weight on me.  Then to my shock I could feel his dick
slid inside slowly.  He beat me with his hard dick.  Stopping to tease me
as he beat me.  He was working himself in and out.  Making me yell and
shout.  He felt so good and my body was so ripe for him.  I was about to
cum once more as he picked up on his speed.  My body was wet and my legs
were up, inviting his throb deep inside of me.  Then one more yell I had to
sit up.  Then I cam so wild, that my bed got so wet.  He kept on beating me
inside.  I could not handle it any more my body just shook and every inch
was going so wild.

   The next thing I recall was waking up with my clock going off.  I lay in
my bed wondering how a ghost could be so good.  No one would believe me if
I ever told this story.  My body felt so relaxed and sore at the same time.
I could feel a kiss on my check.  I whispered "Thank you!  Sam." I just
smiled taking my time to get out of bed.



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