For A Day Or Two

For A Day Or TwoHm, I suppose she will do. I said, a bit surprised by my own cockiness.  A year ago I was a fifteen-year-old boy, hospitalized after an accident, likely to die in a week or two.  Not wanting to endure the pain for that long, I hung myself and instead of being sent to heaven or a great black abyss, I was a spirit, one who could travel across the world, and possess another’s body.  I had possessed hundreds over these few days, hopping from body to body in search of the perfect one, and perfect life.  While this sexy woman may not be perfect, I’m down to spend a day or two in her body.

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