PRETTY GHOSTS

PRETTY GHOSTS
A Beautiful Sunday Night



"Oh my goodness, ma'am this is mostly," exclaimed a young man as he checked his cell phone. The young man was quite surprised when he checked his bank account through his mobile phone, his savings now increased by three million. For the village youth whose life is only fit all this time, three million money must feel very much. "Don't do it, Ma'am, I'm not good."


"Not what, dear Ozil," replied the woman who was older than the young man who had been surprised. The woman smiled sweetly at the young man who had put his clothes back on and was preparing to go home. "That's for your snack and you can also love your parents."


"But, Ma'am, I'm not good" said the young man who was called Ozil. "I've been given permission to taste your body I'm very happy, Ma'am. Uh this is even me being given money. Though from the moment we played, Lisa's mother who continues to move on my lap, I just sit down."


"Not what, honey. Ih very gesin anyway," said Ms Lisa again. "And I just want to give you some pocket money. I thought you were my sister, so it's okay, didn't I give my sister some pocket money?"


Ozil finally showed his smile. "I think I'm a bad sister, Ma'am, dare to poke a hole favors his brother, hehehe," he said until Ozil laughed. "Yes, Mom, I'll go home first. Next time if there's time and opportunity, I'll stay in this house."


"Must be! I'm waiting for you to get here" replied Lisa.


Finally the young man came home feeling quite happy. Again Ozil did not expect, his face and body to carry himself back to get a pleasure hole for just a mere. Even according to the confession of Lisa Mbak earlier and also Mbak Rini yesterday, they have been very long untouched by men. Whether true or not, Ozil still believes. For the important Ozil he got a level, tasting holes favors the two beautiful and sexy widows.


Ozil returns home from Lisa's mother's house, in addition to being unwell to Mas Ari, he also has something to say to the five ghosts who follow him. Ozil really hopes that with him knowing the address of the house of the culprit from the problems that befell the ghosts, the five female ghosts can be saved immediately. Before reaching the destination, Ozil chose to refuel his motorbike first.


"He who? What Satan is Human? How'd you get in there?" asked Ozil inwardly while waiting in line at the refueling station, his eyes catching the figure of a woman sitting alone in a quiet place. That figure looked like a confused person. "I'm a deketin ah, even if he's a demon too, his face isn't flirting."


Once finished refueling, Ozil also approached to where the figure he had just seen. The figure also looked at Ozil with a frown. And soon the figure sitting on a sidewalk widened his eyes when Ozil suddenly unzipped his pants.


"Damn it! Kirain she saw me, not only ride a pee," the figure was annoyed.


"I did see you" Ozil replied, and his words succeeded in making the figure surprised. "I'm just pretending to pee."


Ozil casually nodded. "Why are you here? Are you a demon by accident?"


"I don't know" replied the man. "When I realized, I was already here. As I recall, this afternoon, I was still fine," the figure looked visibly sad.


"Oh that way, you don't look like a ghost, so I'm close. You're like a normal human being, not pale," Ozil said. "Rather than being confused here, mending you come with me."


"Come on you, where?" the woman again showed her surprise. "Whose people in the house can you see all the ghosts?"


"No," Ozil argued. "I live alone at my workplace. There is also a ghost ghost like you. Let's have a friend."


"God! Really true?" Ozil nodded with confidence. "All right, I'm coming."


Ozil's smile grew and he resumed his journey home with a ghost piggybacking behind him.


Meanwhile, on the same night, in a different place, the figures of two men were talking in one room.


"That guy is great too yes, he can create a tool like this" said one of the men.


"His name is also Japanese, you know for yourself the intelligence of their brains is above average," replied another man while heating up the figure that does not move in front of him.


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