Walking with My Shadow

Walking with My Shadow

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He Doesn't remember his name yet, but he knows hers. She's great, she's smart, pretty, outgoing. He's been dead since the 90's. Cursed to be alone, floating through the halls, it isn't until 2015, 20+ years later, that a girl sparks his interest. But he knows the she can't see him, and that they just aren't meant to be, but still, he finds himself increasingly infatuated and fascinated with her, even to the point where he follows her to her classes and observes the way in which she interacts with her surroundings and friends. He's afraid he's actually falling in love with this girl. But, she will never see him... or will she?
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A despicable incident wakes up a vengeful ghost who died from being raped strangled and buried in the woods by her boyfriend and her body was never discovered. On a certain night, something went wrong and she was released from the prison of the other-life where she was trapped after selling her soul to the devil. Now she seeks a new life for herself at the detriment of a group of teenagers, leaving a trail of death at her wake... "Shrrr..." He hushed. "Don't talk, just feel. It will feel better in a moment..." He said still focusing on getting his dick through. "...all I need is just a little penetr...." He pushed again. A sob escaped her lips as she dug her nails into his back unintentionally. When she opened her eyes, they widened as if she had suddenly remembered something. She looked up at Brent as a drop of his sweat landed on her collar bone. He was so carried away trying to penetrate her that he was not aware that she was looking at him. "Brent?" She called softly. "Hmmm?" He replied, his hand around his shaft, trying to aid his thrust. "Are you wearing a condom?" ©All Rights Reserved.

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