Author: Otakuman
Title: SWG (Single White Ghost) Seeks Housemate
Part: Chapter 02
Summary: Doug and Maggie the Ghost look for a kidnapped girl.
Keywords: Mg, cons, oral, ped, supernatural, pee, 1st

SWG
(Single White Ghost)
Seeks Housemate

by 
otakuman

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Story Codes:
This Chapter: Mg, cons, oral, ped, supernatural, pee, 1st

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Chapter 2

Doug rolled over and absent-mindedly patted the bed next to him. 
When his hand  touched nothing but cool sheets, he frowned a little,
and slowly began to wake up.  Memories flashed through his mind of an
encounter with a young girl the night before.  "Was it all a dream?"
he mumbled to himself, as he opened his eyes and looked around the
room.

Still half-asleep, he felt a familiar urge, and clambered out of bed
to head for the bathroom. realizing with a mild shock that he hadn't
worn his pajamas the night before.  "That's odd," he muttered.  "No,
wait, I remember getting in bed without them, in the dream."

He scrubbed at his bleary eyes, and continued down the hall to the
bathroom, his morning erection waving around obscenely as he walked. 
Suddenly he heard a giggle, and a young voice said, "Boingy, boingy
boingy!"

With a gasp, Doug spun around, and saw a young girl who was grinning
and watching his bobbling cock.  He quickly brought his hands down to
try and cover his erection, and yelled,"Hey, I'm not dressed... Oh,
Maggie, it's you."  The events of the previous night washed over
Doug, so he smiled and said, "I guess after you sucked my cock, and I
licked your pussy, I probably shouldn't be embarrassed about being
naked in front of you.  Still, you've gotta stop sneaking up on me
like that."

Maggie stuck her tongue out at him, and said, "You're silly, that's
part of why I like you."  A blush crossed her face, and she asked,
"Are you gonna go pee?  Umm, can... can I hold your... cock while you
go?"  She giggled as his penis jumped in response to her words.

Doug considered for a second, then shrugged.  "I guess you can if
you'd like.  Just make sure it doesn't miss."  He went into the
bathroom, and braced himself when she grabbed hold of his cock.  He
tried to think of anything but the feel of the young girl's hand
around his penis, and eventually felt a mild softening.

"I can't make it point down, it's too hard," complained Maggie, "Oh,
it got a little softer, that's better."  She pointed his semi-erect
organ into the toilet bowl, and Doug let the urge to pee overtake
him.  Maggie giggled as a brief splash hit the underside of the
raised seat, then she pointed it firmly down, and watched as the
stream hissed into the bowl.  "Wow, how long does it go?" she asked
as she carefully aimed the seemingly endless stream at various spots
in the bowl, apparently trying to write her name.

"Well, it is a whole night's worth, and the caffeine from the soda
didn't help," said Doug.   "You should have seen me go in college
after I'd gone out drinking with friends.  I gave that up, though,
the cheap beer tasted horrible, and I couldn't see the point of
waking up with a hangover all the time."

The flow finally trickled to a stop, and she studied the tip of his
penis intently as the last few drops came out.  Before Doug could
stop her, Maggie swooped in and licked his dripping glans.  She made
a face, and spat into the toilet.  "YUCK!" she exclaimed.  "There was
one guy here who would get hookers sometimes, and he'd take them in
the shower and pee on them all over, even in their mouth, and he'd
have them pee on him.  I never could figure that guy out."

"Yeah, stuff like that doesn't do anything for me either," Doug
said.  "I'm pretty vanilla in the fetish department."  He used a
square of paper to wipe the wet spot on the toilet seat, then flushed
it and washed his hands.

"I'm getting kind of hungry, I guess I need to get dressed and find
something for breakfast," he said.  "Would Madame care to join me?" 
He heard her giggle as she took his extended elbow.

"Certainly, Jeeves," she said haughtily, then giggled again and
asked, "Do you have to get dressed?  I could get undressed instead,
and we could eat naked!"

"We might as well, I've always wondered what it would be like to
just be nude around someone, without necessarily having sex right
then."  Doug grinned and said, "I'll have to buy more groceries if
you keep eating with me, though."

"Nah, just let me have a taste of something every now and then, I
don't want to waste food."  Maggie pulled his elbow tighter into
hers, and sedately accompanied him into the kitchen.

"Oh, wow, Frosty Bits?  I used to eat that when I was alive!" 
Maggie quickly pulled off her clothes, and came over as Doug sat down
with the bowl of cereal.  "You're just a big kid!" she said with a
giggle.

"Yeah, you got me, I even watch cartoons every now and then!"  Doug
smiled at her as she nervously stood in front of him.  "Pull up a
chair...  Or would you rather just sit on my lap?" he asked, spotting
a yearning in her eyes.

"Ooo, really?  I didn't want to be a pest!" Maggie exclaimed. 
Needing no further invitation, she climbed into his lap, and
positioned herself so that his penis was just touching the front of
her vulva.  "Sometimes... when I was alive, I'd sit on my daddy's lap
like this," she whispered softly.  "Not naked of course, and he'd
always move me so I wasn't touching his penis.  I just liked being
close to him, smelling him and feeling his warmth.  Thank you for
letting me sit on your lap!"

"Maggie, I know you've been very lonely and bored the past twenty
years, so any time you want to do something, whether it's sex,
snuggling, or just talking or playing, let me know.  Even though
you've been around for a long time, you're still basically a little
girl, and it's OK if you want to do little girl things as well as
adult things."  Doug popped a spoonful of cereal into her mouth and
said, "I like having you around as well, you remind me of my little
niece, I love her dearly, but her parents moved to a different state
when she turned ten, and I didn't get to see her that much as she was
growing up.  She's starting college this fall, I think."

"Mmm, the Frosty Bits taste just like I remember, thank you!  You're
a really nice guy, I like you!"  With that, Maggie began to wriggle a
bit on his lap, causing Doug to groan.  "You said you liked cartoons,
can we watch some while you eat?"

"Ahh, careful, if you keep wiggling like that, you'll make a mess!"
Doug cautioned.  "Sure, if you want to grab the remote, I can move to
the kitchen counter, and we can both see the TV from there."  She
showed him a cheeky grin as she slid from his lap, her creamy slit
gliding along the length of his penis. He groaned as his glans became
briefly wedged between her buttocks, before it popped free.

"Ooo, that felt nice," she murmured, as she went to get the remote. 
"Although, it sounds like YOU'LL be the one to make the mess!"  With
a giggle, she dashed into the living room.

By the time she returned, Doug had repositioned his bowl onto the
kitchen counter, and he held out his hands to help hoist her up on to
his lap.  This time she wiggled around until his stiffened penis was
firmly wedged between the edges of her slit.  "What does sex feel
like?" she asked, as she used tiny motions to grind her lower lips
against his shaft.  "Is it even better than last night when you
licked me?"

"Ahh...  Obviously, I can never know what it feels like for a woman,
but speaking as a man, sex with the right partner can be amazing.  Of
course, things like blowjobs from certain sexy little girl ghosts can
feel amazing as well!"  Doug reached around to give one of her
nipples a tweak, causing her to gasp.  "However, if we have sex, the
first time might hurt.  You've got a little flap of skin right inside
your vagina, and if I put my penis in there, it will stretch and
break, and bleed a little."

"Hmm, I wonder..." Maggie mused.  "I can't recall feeling any pain
since I died, and once at Christmas while the people that lived here
were outside, I tried to use a sharp knife to cut off a tiny bite of
the turkey, and it cut my thumb really deep.  There wasn't any blood,
and the tip of my thumb was just hanging off.  I pushed it back where
it was supposed to go, and ZOOP, it was solid again."

Doug finished off the milk in his bowl, and said, "I guess that
would make sense, you don't have a flesh and blood body any more,
even if it looks like one.  Maybe it's mostly your will that makes it
work."  Doug nuzzled her neck, and whispered, "I've never had sex
with a virgin, and I was worried about hurting you, if you ever
wanted to make love."

"You're sweet, that's why I like you," said Maggie, as she turned to
plant a soft kiss on his cheek.  "I'll let you know when I want to
have sex...  Ooo, I love this show!" she squealed, as she quickly
jumped off his lap and went to plop on the couch.

Doug chuckled at her sudden mood change, and said, "I'm going to go
get dressed, I'll be back in a few minutes."

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"OH NO!" Maggie cried, "HE KILLED HER!"  She turned to Doug with
tears streaming down her face.  "She's all alone and scared, we have
to go help her!"

"What?  Who are you talking about, Maggie?" Doug asked.

"The little girl on TV, we have to help her!" Maggie exclaimed, as
she turned up the volume.

Doug turned his attention to the television, and heard a newscaster
say, "Authorities are still searching for little Kylie Watson, the
six-year-old who disappeared yesterday morning.  If you have any
information regarding her whereabouts, please contact the police." 
Doug watched as the TV screen flashed a picture of a little blonde
girl, along with her height and weight, and a phone number for the
police department.

"Come on, please!" Maggie begged, pulling him towards the door.

"OK, OK, I'm coming!" Doug said.  "I thought you said you couldn't
leave the house, though."

Maggie slowed to a stop and thought for a moment.  "I thought it
might be a little different now, and anyway I don't care if I get
dizzy and stuff, we have to help Kylie!  I probably shouldn't be
visible when we leave, but maybe you could hold my hand or
something."  With that, she faded out, and Doug felt a pressure on
his hand.

Shrugging, he went outside and locked the door, and headed for his
car.  "Ooo, wait a moment," he heard her whisper from the air, as she
squeezed his hand tightly.  

Doug reached out to feel for what he assumed was her shoulder, then
pulled her against his body.  "Are you sure you want to try this?  I
could go to the police myself."

"No, I'm getting better, maybe it's 'cause you're here with me," he
heard her say faintly.  "Anyway, you'll need me down there, they
probably won't believe you otherwise!"  Doug could feel her pulling
him towards the car.

"So how did you know someone killed the little girl... umm, Kylie?"
asked Doug as he got behind the wheel.  "Has this happened with other
people?"  Once behind the tinted windows, Doug jumped slightly as
Maggie popped back into visibility.

"No, this has never happened before.  I was watching TV, and saw
that the little girl had disappeared.  I saw her parents on TV, and
they were so sad, like my mom and dad were when I died.  I was
thinking really hard about Kylie, hoping she was all right, and then
all of the sudden, I could kind of feel her."  Maggie scrubbed the
tears from her eyes with her knuckles, and continued.  "I got some
sort of flash, he grabbed her when she was playing, then he took her
under some trees and raped her.  She was crying and calling for her
mommy, and he yelled at her to be quiet, then he choked her to death!"

Doug's hands tightened on the steering wheel, and he said grimly, "I
hope we can get the police to listen, a monster like that needs to be
locked away forever!"

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'I'm Lieutenant Owens, the front desk sergeant told me you had some
information on the Kylie Watson disappearance.  Please, come into my
office."  The sharply dressed blonde woman gestured towards a door,
and Doug stepped inside.

"The little girl is dead, I can show you where to find her body, and
I think I can find the man who killed her," he said abruptly, as he
settled into the chair in front of the lieutenant's cluttered desk.

"Oh?" she asked with arched eyebrows.  "And how do you know all of
this?"  She turned to her computer and began typing into a report. 
"Were you involved somehow, or did you just overhear someone who
claimed to be the killer?"

"Ahh...  This... this is kind of embarrassing," Doug said as he
rubbed his neck.  "I guess you'd probably call me a psychic.  I know
that's pretty far-fetched, but I don't know what else to say."

Lt. Owens turned to face him again.  "Now that is interesting," she
said.  "Do you have any proof of your claims?  We've worked with so-
called psychics before, most of them fizzled.  A few of them have
been able to assist with certain cases."

Doug shook his head and said, "No, I don't, except I can show you
where her body is.  I..."  He broke off and stared as the
lieutenant's computer began beeping loudly.  "Maggie!" he hissed,
"Cut it out!"

The lieutenant glared at him and said, "Who's Maggie?" then gasped
as she saw what was appearing on the screen.  "Well, this is
certainly a new trick!" said Lt. Owens, as she swiveled the computer
so that he could read it.

__zqsxbgrtyjmukrel9oiukyjmnhdvsscaxcxvbfgnnhbgf
sdfhgllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssssssss
ssssssssssssssssssssssstttttttttttttttttttttttt
tttteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnn
nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnadsflhkalerkakprgtlst__

"Does that spell 'listen'?  I suppose that means I'm supposed to
listen to you, am I right?"  The lieutenant glanced again at the
screen, and swiveled it back into place.  "I'm going to have a few
questions for you later, but right now I'm all ears.  OK, you said
you can show me where the body is, we'll go as soon as I call someone
to look at my computer."  She did something on the keyboard, and
placed a call.  

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"So, who's Maggie, and what happened to my computer?" Lt. Owens
asked as she followed Doug's directions, and drove towards the
outskirts of the city.  

"Errm, Maggie is... she's a.. well, she's a ghost!"  Doug blurted. 
Catching the lieutenant's wry expression, he said, "Look, I didn't
believe in ghosts either, until I found her in my house.  She was
just a kid when she died, 20 years ago.  She was electrocuted in the
bathtub, when her curling iron fell in.  I'm not sure what she did to
your computer, err, hang on..."

"I was trying to type on it, but when I'm not solid and stuff, I
don't have fingers or anything, just kind of rubbery blobs," Maggie
whispered in his ear.  "That's why I couldn't type.  Go down that
road there!"

"Turn left at the next road.  Ahh... she said she just has rubbery
blobs for hands when she's not visible, so she couldn't type
properly."  Doug looked down at his feet and said, "Look, I know you
think I'm a weirdo for saying I can talk to a ghost, but it's true. 
She told me earlier that she managed to call the police once herself,
when there was a child molester living in the house who was hurting a
lot of kids in the neighborhood.
 
"Oh really?" asked Lt. Owens as she turned the wheel.  "That's
easily checked, of course.  On the other hand, you could have found a
newspaper clipping or something.  Now on the computer, at this point
it's almost easier to believe someone WAS in the room with us,
instead of you being able to somehow remotely hack in to our
EXTREMELY  SECURE systems and cause that message to display right at
the moment when I was questioning you.  Obviously, it would mean some
serious charges if our IT department finds evidence of hacking or
tampering with our computer systems."

"Right here!" Maggie yelled faintly, "she's in that little clump of
trees."

"Ahh...  Stop right here, Maggie told me the body is over in those
trees.  Look, I'm good with computers, but not THAT good!  I sell and
repair them.  Mostly I clean viruses of people's systems, or
reinstall the OS if the system is too screwed up.  It's pretty dull,
really, but it pays the bills.  I've never done any kind of hacking."

As she pulled the car over to the side of the road, Lt. Owens popped
the trunk, and said, "If there is anything out there, I don't want
you to touch it, or even go near it, is that understood?  I don't
want you to contaminate the crime scene."  They exited the car, and
she retrieved a small bag and a folding shovel from the trunk, and
thrust a pair of medical gloves into Doug's hands.  "Put those on,
please," she requested, as she pulled a pair over her own hands.

They walked to the trees, and after asking Maggie to point it out,
Doug said, "The body is over there, under that tree.  I'll just stand
here, like you asked."

Lt. Owens looked at the spot he pointed out, and said, "I can tell
the ground has been disturbed there, I'll check it out."  She headed
over to the tree and began to gently scrape away the dirt.  Soon she
uncovered a small hand, and then a tiny face.  "DAMMIT!  I hate this
part," she muttered, as she set down an orange card to mark the site,
and retrieved a digital camera from her bag to photograph the scene.

"That's Kylie Watson, all right.  I'll need to call this in."  She
turned back towards Doug, and stopped short when she saw him stagger
and then collapse to a sitting position on the ground.

"There's two more!" he moaned, his face haggard.  "Maggie says there
are two other little girls here.  One is next to that bush, and the
other one is about four feet to the left of me!"  The lieutenant set
down some more evidence markers to mark the spots he pointed out.

"Are you positive about that?  The first spot is the only place the
ground's been disturbed," Lt. Owens said.

Doug nodded, and said, 'They've been here a long time.  Maggie said
their spirits were already gone, unlike Kylie's.  Maggie just felt
some sort of, I don't know, psychic resonance or something with the
bodies."

"Oh?"  Lt. Owens cocked her eyebrow at him.  "Well, you were right
about Kylie's body, so I'm going to assume you may be right this time
as well.  You say Kylie's... spirit... is still here?  Can you see
her, and talk to her as well?"

"No, I can't see or hear her.  Since you're here, Maggie isn't
visible to me at the moment either, and I can just hear her faintly. 
She can talk with Kylie somehow, though, I guess one ghost to
another.  Maggie told me it took a long time before she could make
herself visible, and even then she couldn't do it with people around,
until I showed up."

The lieutenant strode towards her car, then called in on the radio. 
"It will take a half hour or so for the forensics unit to get here,
we'll need to wait until then.  Maybe you can tell me a bit about
yourself, and Maggie, to pass the time."

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"You say not only Maggie is with us, but now Kylie is as well?"  The
lieutenant asked as she shivered.  "Oh for crying out loud, now
you've got me spooked, the hairs on my arms are standing straight up!"

"Sorry about that, Maggie says she thinks Kylie will probably move
on after we find the guy, she won't have a reason to stay a ghost. 
Umm, turn down this block."

"OK," said Lt. Owens as she followed his directions.  "Did you
realize this is the neighborhood where Kylie lived?"

"Not until just now," Doug said.  "Her house is that one we just
passed with the big dog in the yard, according to Maggie.  Keep going
a few more houses."

"You're right, that was Kylie's house.  Hmm, don't tell me, this is
the house where the alleged killer lives," said the lieutenant.

"Now who's the psychic?" asked Doug, with a startled look on his
face.  "Maggie hadn't even told me which house when you said that. 
She said Kylie was feeling some sort of link to the guy, but he isn't
home right now.  Evidently, he took Kylie's panties with him after he
killed her, they're probably in his house."

"Don't worry, I'm not psychic, we interviewed this guy as part of
the investigation, he came off clean.  He's a registered sex
offender, but he had an alibi for the time she disappeared."  The
lieutenant rubbed her neck for a moment and said, "Now I'm thinking
that alibi will fall apart under close scrutiny.  Well, his car isn't
in the driveway, so I guess we wait."

Just a few minutes later, a battered sedan pulled into the driveway,
and a scrawny man got out, carrying a bag of groceries.  Lt. Owens
got out of her car and approached him as he was fumbling for his
house key.  She held out her badge, and said, "Wade Marlow?  I'm
Lieuten--OOF!"

As soon as she began talking, the man threw the bag of groceries at
her and started running down the street.  "DAMMIT!  Why do they
always run?" she asked of no one in particular.  With that, she
sprinted to her car to call for back-up, then started chasing the
running man.

Doug watched the chase from inside the car, and wasn't very
surprised when the man tripped on something, and began screaming. 
Lt. Owens ran up and held her gun on the man, and shortly a police
car flashed by Doug, with its lights flashing and siren blaring.

A uniformed officer got out and took the man into custody, and soon
the lieutenant walked back to her car.  "Well, that was certainly...
unusual," she said.  "Odd how he seemed to trip over nothing, and
then started screaming like he'd seen a... a ghost, or something. 
Did Maggie have anything to do with that, by chance?"  She looked
over at Doug, with an eyebrow raised.

Doug grinned at her and said, "Yeah, Maggie said she was the one
that tripped him up, but evidently it was Kylie that managed to make
herself visible to him, and that set him off."

"He made a few panicked comments after we read him his rights, it
sounds like he's going to do a full confession regarding Kylie, as
well as the other two bodies you found.  We'll get a warrant for the
house, and Forensics should be able to get some DNA from her body. 
It looks like this one is wrapped up.  I'm still somewhat of a
skeptic on this ghost stuff, but somehow you called it on this--OH!" 
She quickly moved her hand to her cheek, and whipped her head around.
"What the hell?"

"I got one too, Maggie says that was Kylie, giving us both a kiss
for helping her, and she's leaving now."  Doug rubbed his cheek a
moment, then flushed as his stomach gurgled loudly.

"Well, that is certainly the first time I've been thanked by a
murder victim, if that was a kiss I felt.  It sounds like you're kind
of hungry, I could do with some lunch myself.  I think you came in my
office around 9:30 am, and now it's... what?" she paused to look at
her watch, then continued, "Good grief!  It's almost three o'clock,
can I buy you some lunch?"

"That sounds great, by the time we got back to the station and I
drove home, I'd be starving!"  Doug grinned at her, then laughed as
his stomach made some more noises.

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"Hello?  Oh, Lt. Owens, it's you," Doug said into the phone
receiver.  "Yeah, I got home an hour ago, I appreciate you buying
lunch, that Mediterranean place was great!"

"Please, feel free to call me Juliette, all I hear every single day
is Lieutenant this, and Lt. Owens that.  You should be happy to know
Mr. Marlow confessed to Kylie's rape and murder, as well as those of
three other little girls, spread out over the past several years. 
Two of them were the bodies you pointed out, he said he threw another
one into a pond a few miles away.  I checked out your story, and
there WAS a child molester arrested in your house a few years ago,
the interesting thing is, the call came from your address, while the
man was at work.  None of the kids ever admitted making the call."

"I'm just glad to hear this Marlow guy won't hurt any more kids,"
said Doug.  "Maggie was really upset when she first picked up Kylie's
distress."

"Were you aware that there is a standard pay scale for people who
help with solving crimes?" asked Juliette.  "You'll get a sizeable
check, for not only solving Kylie's murder, but also the murders of
the other children.  Plus, assuming you really do have a ghost
hanging around and she is the one who turned in that molester, there
would be a reward for that as well, if she can verify the code that
was given to the caller."

"Actually, I wasn't thinking about any kind of payment this morning,
I just wanted the guy off the streets, and for Maggie to stop crying
after she sensed Kylie."  Doug said.  "OUCH!  Maggie just whooped in
my ear, she says she has the code somewhere, and she wants to buy
some new clothes with it, since she's been in the same outfit for 20
years!" 

"HAH!  That figures, even after she's dead, a young girl has to
think about fashion!"  Doug could hear the laughter in Juliette's
voice.  "Call me if that code number is found, we can pay it to you
in that case.  Please give me a call if you... OR Maggie... get any
more 'flashes' like happened today."

OK, I will," said Doug.  "I can't guarantee anything, but we'll see
what happens, thanks for letting me know about the reward."  He hung
up the phone, and Maggie gave him a tight hug around the neck.

"Oh, wow, this is so cool!" she said.  "I remember them saying
something about a reward when I called the cops on that guy, and I
wrote the code down, but I didn't really think about it because there
was no way for me to get the reward!  I've got a hidey-hole where I
put a couple of things, like my copy of Alice in Wonderland and a
picture of my mom and dad.  I found out I could hold stuff like the
book and pop out, and turn my hand solid again to put the book in the
hidey-hole."

Suddenly her face fell, and as tears began to roll down her cheeks,
she wailed, "Doug, w-why did he hurt Kylie like t-that, she was j-
just a little g-girl!"  Doug pulled her into his lap and just rocked
her back and forth, then hugged her tightly for a few minutes, as she
sobbed into his shoulder.

"It's OK, baby, he's in jail, and he won't hurt anyone ever again!"
Doug finally said, as he gently stroked her hair.  "You did a very
good thing by helping to find him, and at least Kylie's parents know
what happened to her, instead of always wondering if she might be
alive somewhere."

"Maggie, I don't know why people do things like that, except that
they're sick in the head.  This guy and that molester you turned in
are the same kind of person, they only care about their own desires,
no matter who else gets hurt."  Doug leaned in to kiss her cheek, but
she turned her head into the kiss, surprising him.

"Please, Doug, I... I want you to make love to me," she whispered
when they broke the kiss.  "This morning, I got a flash of when he...
he raped Kylie, and it was ugly and brutal.  I want to... to
experience passionate, caring sex, to wipe out the images I got from
Kylie."

"Are you sure, sweetheart?"  When Maggie nodded and snuggled into
his shoulder, Doug grinned at her and said, "Your wish is my command,
Milady!"  She giggled as he carefully stood up and carried her down
the hall to the bedroom.

When he reached the bedroom, Doug set her down at the foot of the
bed, and grinned when she held up her arms so he could undress her
like he'd done the night before.  "I don't know why you even bother
wearing clothes, no one can see you," he teased.  Next time we go
out, you could just go naked!"

"I...  I guess I could, if... if you really wanted me to."  Maggie
began flushing at the thought, and said, "What if another ghost
saw... saw me naked, though, or someone who could see ghosts like you?"

"I was just kidding, sweetheart, you don't need to do anything like
that."  Doug quickly unbuttoned her pants, and slid them down to her
ankles.  "Lift up your foot, dear.  Anyway, you'd have to be visible,
wouldn't you?"

Maggie raised her other foot as he slid her jeans completely off. 
"I... I could ride in the car naked!"  She giggled at the thought,
and said, "You'd have to watch out for traffic cameras though, or
they'd bust you for having a naked little girl in the car!"

"Right now, I've got a nearly-naked little girl in my bedroom, and
that's what counts!  Muuahahahah!"  Doug leered at her in an
exaggerated fashion and waggled his eyebrows, as he slid her panties
down over her hips in one quick motion.  She giggled when he laughed,
and she sat down on the bed so he could pull the panties off her feet.

"You're a goofball, now hurry up and get undressed yourself, so we
can make love!" Maggie said, as her finger dropped down to rub her
clit.

Doug gave her a courtly bow, and said, "Certainly, Milady!  How rude
of me to keep you waiting!"  He grinned at her, and quickly removed
his own clothing, then sat on the bed next to her.

He began by taking her arm and planting a kiss on the back of her
hand, then left little kisses up her arm and neck, ending with a
passionate tongue-kiss.  "Mmm," Maggie moaned into his lips, as their
tongues danced and glided together.

Doug reached a hand up to fondle her tiny breasts and nipples, as he
kissed her once more on the lips, then down her chin and throat,
until finally his kisses were landing on her breast.  "Ooo, I'm
getting tingly!" Maggie said, as her fingers began moving faster on
her clit.

He circled her right nipple with his tongue, then gently tugged on
it with his teeth, as his left hand rolled her other nipple between
his thumb and forefinger.  He licked her nipple one last time, then
kissed her from one nipple to the next, as his right hand came up to
take the place of his mouth.

When his head was over her left breast, he took the whole thing into
his mouth and began sucking lightly, while his hand gently squeezed
her right breast.  As he suckled on her breast, he began flicking the
nipple with his tongue, causing her to gasp.

After a couple minutes of breast-play, he gave them one final kiss
apiece, then trailed his kisses down her belly to her legs.  The
kisses continued past her pubic region, down her left leg, and to her
foot.  Doug had Maggie lay back on the bed with her legs up, then he
kissed her right foot, and up her leg to her inside thigh.

"Oh... Oh wow!" she exclaimed.  "You haven't even touched my pussy,
and it's already feeling super wet and tingly!"  Doug grinned at her,
and proceeded to kiss both of her inner thighs, working slowly closer
to her glistening snatch.  

He darted out his tongue to lap up some of the tantalizing moisture,
then plunged it directly between her lips, striving to reach the
source of the flowing juices.  Maggie whimpered at that, and opened
her legs wider for easier access.  Doug swirled his tongue around
several more times, and tried to push it as deep as possible before
withdrawing slightly.

Doug kept licking her dripping vaginal folds, moving up to tease her
clit a few times.  "O-OH DOUG!" Maggie moaned after a couple of
minutes, "P-Please put your... your cock in me!  I-I can't stand it
any l-longer!"

Doug moved up to give her a gentle kiss, and positioned the head of
his cock at her entrance.  "Here it comes, sweetheart, let me know if
you want to stop!"  He slowly pushed his glans into the opening in
her hymen, and braced himself for any signs of her discomfort.

Maggie groaned, and wrapped her legs around his waist.  "D-Do it
NOW!" she panted, as she used her legs and hands to pull him
forcefully into her.  "O-Oh yes, right there!"

Doug  was startled at her need for urgency, and groaned as he felt
his cock slide deep into her tight channel in one quick motion, her
hymen shredded around the base of his penis.  "Was there any pain,
Maggie?" he asked with concern.

"N-NO!  It didn't hurt, now make love to me, PLEASE!" she begged, as
she thrust her hips up to meet his.  Relieved that her ghostly body
had prevented any pain, Doug began moving his hips to meet her motions.

"Oh, Maggie, you feel so good around my cock!" Doug said, as he
pushed deeply into her vagina with each stroke.  "You aren't a little
girl  any more, today you became a woman!"  He leaned in to kiss her
passionately as his body joined with hers.

"Hah...  T-This is even b-better than I imagined!" she panted.  She
reached down her hand to feel the join between their two bodies, and
giggled when she felt his organ sliding deeply into her body.  Doug
groaned at her touch on his shaft, and began to thrust harder.

Doug moved a hand down to rub her clit, causing her to moan loudly. 
The smell of sweat and sex filled his nostrils, and squelching noises
rose up with each thrust.  "My dear Maggie, I think I love you," he
whispered.

"I-I love y-you too," she moaned, her breath coming in short gasps. 
Doug kissed her again, and felt her body tighten under him as she
began to approach her climax.  She moved her hand to his balls and
started to massage them.  Doug moved his fingers quickly over her
clitoris and increased the speed of his thrusts, until he was
slamming his full length into her rapidly.   "UNNNNHHH!" Maggie
keened, her body spasming around his cock.

The feel of her rippling contractions around his shaft caused Doug
to shout hoarsely as he thrust into her as deeply as he could go, his
semen boiling out to splash against her cervix.  He could feel each
individual jet pump through his cock, until it slowed to a trickle.

They stayed joined together for another minute or so, Maggie's 
vagina still softly rippling around his organ as she squeezed out
every last drop of cum he had to offer.  Soon his rapidly softening
penis slid out of her, and he rolled next to her on the bed, kissing
her neck as she panted..

After laying for a bit in an orgasmic stupor, Maggie began to stir. 
"WHEEEE!" she shouted, "that was awesome!  Can we do it again
sometime?"  She leaned over to kiss Doug on the cheek, and then lay
back and giggled with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Anytime you'd like, princess!"  Doug smiled at her and brushed some
hair out of her eyes, then planted kisses all over her face.

End of Chapter 2
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