My name is Todd Thomas, and I see dead people. Yes, I am totally aware of how cliché is, but there you have it. And no, before you ask, I don't "help them along", or any such nonsense. I can see ghosts, but that's about it. I've never heard one talk, or make any sound at all.
"Well okay," you ask, "then what do they look like, smart guy?"
Why thanks for asking! They look like people, just pale and, uh, glowy. They are completely white and shimmery, and just a little transparent. From the waist down, they end in a long tail that floats a little above the ground.
"That sounds interesting, I suppose", you say, "but what do they do?"
Alright, a little impatient are we? Very well. Most of the time?
They fuck.
A lot.
Yes, you read that right.
Perhaps it will be easier to tell you about my first time seeing ghosts. It'll probably clear things up. Or not. Who am I, Spielberg? Figure it out on your own!
Anyway, here's what happened. I was only fourteen, and had just started high school a few weeks ago. I went to a high school in the city, so I had to take the subway to get there every day. Being the social butterfly I am, I was terrified. But that's not important to the story, so let's go on.
I had already sat down, and had started reading a book. Some girl in her teens had gotten on, and sat across from me. I didn't have much experience with girls, so this eighteen year old girl wearing skinny jeans and a tank top really caught my eye. Even now I can remember her long blonde hair reaching the top of her firm breasts, framing her pale face perfectly.
She had but her ear buds in already, and was listening to some music, when the ghost floated in. Considering the situation, I'm impressed I didn't piss myself. It floated down the aisle, and stopped right before it got to the girl. It grinned, and moved towards her.
Now, dear reader, I may not have been completely honest with you. I neglected to mention something. All ghosts, along with the white skin and glowing complexion, have penises. Yes, even the female ghosts. It sits right about where it would on a normal person, just a little below the hips. At the sight of this girl, the ghost got hard.
It floated around to behind her, and grasped the sides of her head with its hands. It didn't look like she felt it, but from the way his fingers were curled, he had a firm grip. Then, with a thrust of its hips, it slid its dick into her head.
It passed right through her, and I saw the head pop out of the center of her forehead. He pulled back, and thrust in again. I quickly glanced at the girl, to see how she reacted. To my surprise, she just stared ahead, eyes unseeing. She looked like she was daydreaming, or listening to her music.
I don't want to go into detail, but I have more experience with ghosts now. From what I can tell, they enjoy fucking people's brains. It doesn't seem to do any damage to them, but when they do it, it 'separates' the mind from the body, for lack of a better term. For all intents and purposes, it looks and feels like the person is just daydreaming, or lost in thought. None of the people I've ever asked seem to realize something had happened.
And no, before you ask, I've never been brain fucked. I tried it, when I was younger, out of curiosity, but ghosts just ignore me. I've even tried touching them, but they don't react. If I make enough movement with my hands, I can make them drift one way or another, but that's about it.
