{"product_id":"2940153453804","title":"Sexy Spooks","description":"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eHere are two fun short novellas of sex with ghosts.\u003cbr\u003e Nobody gets hurt and everybody has fun, but the descriptions of the sex are\u003cbr\u003e very detailed and the language is explicit, so this book is intended only for\u003cbr\u003e adults.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003e~~~~~\u003cbr\u003e PG Excerpt ~~~~~\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eExcerpt from “Melanie and Me\u003cbr\u003e in the Haunted House”:\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eSince she had survived her\u003cbr\u003e husband, if only by hours, she inherited the house and land and the property\u003cbr\u003e should have subsequently been passed on to her niece and only heir.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eMelanie had been just a baby\u003cbr\u003e then and, by the age she was old enough to want to take possession of the\u003cbr\u003e house, it had gained an extremely unpleasant reputation. According to people in\u003cbr\u003e the neighborhood, the ghosts of the two women haunted the house and sexually\u003cbr\u003e abused anybody they caught there late at night. Even local homeless men\u003cbr\u003e preferred sleeping in cardboard boxes in alleys over staying in the ramshackle\u003cbr\u003e old place. Although I have always believed in ghosts, that is, that humans have\u003cbr\u003e a spirit that leaves the body upon death, I did not believe in the malevolence\u003cbr\u003e of those spirits, largely because I did not believe they would be able to hurt\u003cbr\u003e anybody. Sometimes a spirit could be sensed in a place where the former living\u003cbr\u003e person had habituated, but there would be nothing tangible and nothing at all\u003cbr\u003e dangerous.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eI used to believe that but,\u003cbr\u003e since spending that night in the haunted house with Melanie, I have drastically\u003cbr\u003e revised my beliefs. Since she had no other friend or relative who was close\u003cbr\u003e enough to ask and willing to join her, Melanie wanted me to stay with her. I\u003cbr\u003e had no problem agreeing, first:  because\u003cbr\u003e I always do anything, within reason, that my lady friends ask me to do and,\u003cbr\u003e second and probably more importantly because it sounded like fun.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eExcerpt from “Graveyard\u003cbr\u003e Lovers”:\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eThe most recent off the wall\u003cbr\u003e thing she got me to do was go with her to the local cemetery on the first\u003cbr\u003e anniversary of her husband's death, so we could make love on his grave. I\u003cbr\u003e always do what my lady friends ask of me, within reason, and I considered this\u003cbr\u003e activity to be just barely inside those rather nebulous boundaries. I won't do\u003cbr\u003e it next year, even if she asks, which is highly unlikely. The fact that her\u003cbr\u003e husband died on Halloween didn't make the idea any more appealing, even though\u003cbr\u003e I am not superstitious, because I still felt edgy about being in a cemetery on\u003cbr\u003e that particular night. Samantha thought my reluctance was just being silly, and\u003cbr\u003e accused me of believing in ghosts.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eI have always believed there\u003cbr\u003e is some kind of spirit that leaves the body at death but, until that night, I\u003cbr\u003e did not believe in inimical ghosts, or that those spirits had any solidity.\u003cbr\u003e Besides that, Samantha's accusation goaded me just enough to agree to do\u003cbr\u003e something I didn't really feel like doing. I have had sex in some unusual\u003cbr\u003e places but, on top of a lady friend's late husband's grave on Halloween night\u003cbr\u003e would be a first time for me. The last time, too.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cp\u003eSo, it came to pass that, at eleven o'clock on the night of October 31, I drove just outside of town to the cemetery where Samantha's husband was pushing up daisies. The sidewalk leading inside was open, but the driveway was blocked by a very solid ornamental gate. I could have crashed through the barrier but, not wanting to add vandalism to trespassing and whatever other laws we would be breaking, I parked down the road from the grounds and we walked back and entered.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"PublishDrive","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47103376425200,"sku":"2940153453804","price":1.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940153453804_p0.jpg?v=1764093046","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940153453804","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}