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the grave. Malcolm is a monster.
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Chapter 40
Malcolm did not like the feeling in his head when he became conscious.
Pain was something he had not experienced since he died 60 years ago. He
sat on the floor, shaking his head, trying to make his eyes focus. He felt the
wetness on his head and took his hand away to see red, weak-colored red,
but blood. He had enjoyed the pleasures of alcohol and food and, most of
all, women these past years, but never discomfort. He did not like it at all.
His first instinct was to go after Larry and kill him, but that would not solve
the problem; it might actually make matters worse.
Besides, without that damn Caroline, maybe Larry would just leave.
Malcolm could not understand why she had drowned herself. As long as she
did what he wanted her to do, he would not have harmed her husband. He
hated even to think the word husband, as she really did belong to him, and
until Larry came along, Caroline was a more-than-willing participant in the
loving. His ego, in death as it had been in life, was so self-absorbed that he
could never comprehend any woman preferring anyone other than himself.
After her marriage, he had enjoyed her for his own pleasure, as once she was
no longer a willing participant, rather than one he blackmailed into
submission, sex with her did nothing to increase his humanness. But the
joke was on her: he had no real intention THEN of harming Larry, so if she
had refused his advances, he would have simply let her go.
Well, now he would make Larry s life miserable. He knew Georgia
would not stay away from him, and he would make sure each time that
Larry was aware of their contact, but in such a way that Larry could not hurt
him any further. Larry loved Georgia like a sister this Malcolm knew. Too
bad, he thought, laughing. Larry ought to try her out the way Malcolm used
her; she was nice! He would devise ways to keep Georgia.; although right
then he was not sure of what they would be. Maybe he would even let Doc
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see them. Oh, yes, that would be great fun. Maybe the whole town. He
would make everyone suffer and he would enjoy it.
He had resurrected himself about as much as any spirit could and could
not understand why others did not do it too. Most indicated it was too hard
dying to do it over again, especially those who were heading above to be
with angels and loved ones. For Malcolm, that was not the case. He knew
that his turn would come up soon, and his next stop was in Hell.
Nevertheless, his physical contact with women must continue. Once he
was finished with Georgia, he would find some other willing companion.
Maybe when he had a replacement, he would kill Georgia, but that husband
first so she could see him dead. Only one thing was sure for Malcolm& he
wanted to be as close to living as possible, but only for the pleasures and
none of the pain. He knew he could not be killed, even now but better to
avoid the pain at all costs.
* * * *
Georgia drove home, leaving Larry to wander the house like a lost soul.
The critters seemed more content today than they had since Caroline left
them, but they followed him from room to room, always looking expectantly
at him. He moved to sit on the window seat in the living room, their favorite
place, so he had two lap-pets on him immediately. He closed his eyes and all
three slept, until both animals bounded off the seat and raced upstairs,
barking and meowing happily.
Hey, you two, what are you doing? he called after them. After a
couple quiet minutes, Larry decided to see where they had gone. He took the
stairs two at a time, which was easy for a man with his long legs. He looked
in the open doors as he moved along the corridor. He would have to change
the bedding on the bed where he found Georgia before anyone saw the
evidence as well as the blood on the floor.
When he got to the master bedroom, the wall of sliding doors was open
and the animals were on the wide porch swing as if nestled against someone,
just like they d done with Caroline. It pained him even to think of her, so
happy here, swinging back and forth with a cat on one side, the dog on the
other, petting each as she smiled at the ocean below.
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As he started to turn away, the swing began to move, probably from the
wind. Then he felt a hand, a soft hand, touch his face. Hello, my darling. I
have returned to you. In his head, he heard her words
. Please, don t play tricks on me. My beautiful Caroline, if it is not you,
please stop this. I cannot stand to be tormented anymore.
Instead of an answer, he felt soft lips touch him. He cried out as tears
ran down his cheeks. It was her kiss, a kiss like none other. Somehow, his
arms found her, pulling her to him. They kissed gently at first and then with
more passions. Larry wanted to devour her; he wanted to feel every inch of
her. She guided his hand to her breast as she kissed his neck and slid her
tongue into his ear. He moaned his want as she led him to the bed. She
slowly unbuttoned his shirt as her lips pressed his.
As in a dream, he felt her loosen his belt as her mouth took in one nipple
and then the other, nibbling on them gently. She slid his pants down and off
his feet. He could feel her breath against his loins, making his penis ache
with desire. Her hand encircled him, moving the skin up and down. She
cupped his balls in her other hand to squeeze them gently. His hunger was
so intense, he was afraid he would explode before he even entered her.
She drew him down on the bed with her, opening her unseen legs for
him. Her fingers ran up the tight muscles of his legs, rubbing the inside of
his thighs. He thought he would go mad until he felt her guide his throbbing
penis to the place they both wanted it.
They rocked, kissing and touching. He was sure he could hear her sighs
and the sound she always made just before she came. He felt her legs around
him now and her hands on his ass. He buckled like a rutting stallion, pouring
his love into her. She met him at his peak, and they exploded together.
He knew he was heavy, but he did not want to move off her for fear she
was not there. He ran his hands down her sides& yes, oh God, yes. She was
here, lying under him with his now limp penis in the heat of her vagina. He
rolled off, pulling her with him so she now rested her head on his shoulder,
her soft breasts against his chest and her legs between his.
He kissed her head as he slid his hands around her. Is this a miracle? Is
it really you, darling?
Larry could not see her face, but he heard her voice in his head,
sounding amused but serious. Yes, it is I, or an invisible me. I could not
stay away from you, even though I know I should have. I love you so much,
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and I need to tell you why I did what I did. I will not come again after this,
as you need to find a new life, not stay here and mourn for what cannot be.
He gripped her so hard he felt her cringe. Don t you dare say you will
not come again, he fairly shouted at her. Caroline, you are my world. If
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