Chapter 12
I spent the next few weeks writing down the events of my weekend with Jan and Helen as well as the time and events before that. I had more to add as each day went on and I just added notes as events unfolded. I got an e-mail from Jan as promised and when I printed it out it was as accurate as mine was. I committed everything to disk and put it all in the safe.
I hadn't set up the camera since the night Jan was recorded and I was tempted to do it again. Etta visited me nightly but usually it was just vanilla sex. She would have an orgasm as I did and she would disappear. About twice it would be head banging sex and a few times I didn't think I would survive it. Helen e-mailed me a few times and wondered if any other spirits had contacted me and I replied that they were silent. I wondered if Michael was able to converse or just take pleasure from females getting power from their energy. I made a note to pose those questions in my accounts as I wrote down my experiences.
Etta continued to answer my questions unless they were about other spirits such as Michael. She wouldn't answer or would just say she didn't know. I didn't know if spirits were capable of lying but I doubted it as there was nothing to gain from it.
I received a call from Jan one evening and she wanted to know if I had anything new to add to my situation. I told her that I was just about finished with the last diary and there wasn't anything new that we already didn't know. I told her I would finish it by the weekend and then see if Etta would present the large book to me for inspection. I asked her if she wanted to come over and she said she would be there on Friday night. I asked if she was bringing Helen and she said she didn't think so as Helen was due to go home for a visit. I told her that I would make sure to have plenty of coffee and food. She said she would just as soon go to the Brew Crew on Saturday night for some fun. I said that would be great and was looking forward to her arrival on Friday.
I told Etta that Jan was coming and she replied that she was looking forward to her visit. I cleaned the guest room as picked up the rest of the house so she didn't think I was a slob. I remembered the kiss she gave me when she left last month and wondered if there was more of that to come. I would not be resistant to that by any means. The sex I was having with Etta was good in my sleep but I longed for a real body to hold on to. I wondered how Etta would react to Jan and I having sex.
I waited to read the last few pages of the last diary until Jan arrived of Friday. I wanted to wait because if Etta wanted me to wait to open the large book I wanted Jan to be with me. I was at a point in this journey to want a witness to important events. I wasn't sure what I would find but I was sure it must be important to be hidden in the trunk.
The week dragged on as I anticipated Jan's return. I was secretly pleased that Helen wasn't coming with her. She was a lot of fun, very attractive and I could easily hook up with her but I felt there were too many dynamics going on to have more than one extra female in the house. Etta was accepting of both girls but I was uneasy about her becoming jealous of either Jan or Helen. I was also wondering about Michael, he didn't make himself known unless the girls were here and the way he switched between the two of them I was sure that would be trouble at some point. The girls knew he was just a spirit but the sexual energy he demonstrated when he came to their bed was as real as when Etta came to me. Spirit or not he was a force to be reckoned with and I didn't want to have to deal with him.
Jan's arrival brought a smile to my face and she got out of her car and flung herself into my arms. I held on to her and she raised her face for a kiss. It felt good to have a human form in my arms instead of a dream spirit. I was afraid I was becoming addicted to ghosts and their interactions with me and others in my house.
I carried Jan's bag into the house and left it at the foot of the stairs until I had some indication if she wanted it in my room or the guest room. As usual we went into the kitchen and I got out some snacks I had prepared. I asked her if she wanted something to drink and she said she would like a beer tonight. I asked if she had dinner and she said she had stopped on the way for something light. We enjoyed the snacks and I told her that I had waited to finish the diary until she was here. I suggested that we finish it together and see what happened after that. She agreed and we took our stuff and went to the living room where the diary stood upright on the end table just like the others had done. I took it and went to the couch so she could sit next to me and opened the diary to the last chapter. I read it aloud trying to put the inflections in the reading like I thought Etta might have done if she was telling the story in person.
Etta told how a second entity had come to her and Michael protected her from it. She said she was afraid the spirits would come to war with one another and she didn't want to be at the center of that confrontation. Michael was more protective after that, coming to her nightly, making love to her until she collapsed in exhaustion. I closed the book and put it face down on the table. Jan and I discussed the last chapter and marveled how easily Etta accepted Michael as a real lover. The other thing we thought of was how she separated her real husband from her lover when she found someone to marry, if in fact she did.
Jan was tired and I suggested she take a shower and get ready for bed and we could talk some more if she felt like it. I asked if she wanted her bag in the guest room she had before and she nodded in the affirmative. I carried her bag upstairs for her went to my room to get something comfortable to wear. I decided on some sweat pants and a tee shirt, so I took a quick shower, dressed and went back down to wait for Jan.
She came downstairs in a nightgown and light robe, the light that shown thru it outlined her curves without showing any detail. I was erect in an instant just looking at her. She came over to me and sat on the arm of the chair that I was sitting in, her hip against my arm was soft and inviting.