A brief introduction. Melinda gets a nightly visit from an unknown ghost. Some sexy stuff in this chapter. Future chapters will get a little kinky. Please review!
It was a hot night and it was about to get a whole lot hotter. Melinda Gordon was in her usual white nightie but was thinking of ditching that and going naked. The old rusted fan in her room would keep her up half the night as it did for the past three nights. Her bed was so empty now since Jim left. She had this whole house to herself, it was so lonely at night especially with no one lying next to her.
Her life and abilities were a turn off to most people, they didn't understand her. Some times even she thought she was crazy. The antique shop she ran wasn't doing as well this year, she believed word spread about her, she was the crazy lady who could talk to ghosts. She would also get emotional some times over the simplest things, she couldn't watch the news anymore. It was earlier that day that news flashed on screen about a family in a horrible car accident, there was no word on their condition, for some reason this really stuck with Melinda, haunted her.
She tossed and turned in her sleep, sweat pouring down her face, the sound of her door opening stirred her awake. "Is someone there?", she called out. She stayed in bed and looked at the open door, no one down the dark hallway; spirits always came at the worst possible time. She closed her eyes and finally got some sleep, not noticing that the fan had stopped. She was experiencing a coolness in the room now, as if it were a cold, late Fall night. She pulled the covers up to her, something she wasn't expecting to need to use. The thought that maybe she was having hot flashes came to mind. Half asleep, she thought she could hear a soft voice whispering in her ear but she couldn't make it out. She was sitting up in bed now, almost like someone helped her do this. She felt hands on her shoulders and what was like a cold breath on her neck. She gasped. She felt the cold hands slip under her arms and touch her breasts. Still wearing her nightie she could still feel the ice cold hands. She hadn't been touched like this in over a year, in her REM state she accepted it. She could feel the hands massage and squeeze her breasts gently and then much harder. She felt cold kisses up and down her neck. Who was this intruder? This visitor? No spirit had ever treated her like this before.
As quickly as her guest came, it was gone and she fell back into sleep. In the morning she couldn't remember much, just that she had a much better sleep than the night before. She went into the bathroom to shower. She was in a great mood today, she even sang as she showered, something she hadn't done in forever. The steam filled the room. She stepped out and put a towel over her hair. She walked over to the mirror only to see two words wiped onto the glass. 'Help Me'. Melinda was startled, then she remembered thinking someone had opened her door in the middle of the night.
"Who are you? I can help you."
She felt a small hand touch hers, it wasn't cold like last night, it was rather warm. "Please, I'm so scared…I don't know what to do…my family and I are in trouble", it was the voice of a young girl. Melinda realized in a flash that she was part of the family featured on the news.
"What's your name?"
"Mia…Mia Hall."
More soon! Please tell me what you think and what you would like to see happen next!