This is a story about a jilted husband who dies while driving, due to his distraction over his wife's affair. He haunts her after she makes the mistake of holding a seance.
He made me feel like a slut, then he said; "You didn't tell the cops anything, did you?" I nod negatively, still looking everywhere but his face. "Is this why you were looking at me like that earlier? You were aroused?" He asked, and I nodded again. "Want me to fuck your brains out?" He said it almost mischievously
She waited for her seventh guest of the night. Or was it still afternoon? Maybe it was morning already. Maybe it wasn't her seventh guest. It might as well be her ninth, or her thirteenth.
New laws are put in place abolishing a person's ability to declare bankruptcy. Instead a person in financial difficulty signs up for a term indenture contract.
See what happens to Susan when she does not properly research where she is agreeing to work to pay off her debts. / (Reviews)