Yes, for now at least.

"... I think it's her fault on treating the entire relationship wrong", Susan concluded. She decided to get this place cleaned up while Brad was in the heights of the alcoholic dreamscapes. She couldn't really grab things very well as a Ghost and her abilities were pretty limited to the point that she decieded that she needed to transfer herself into a pair of leather gloves. So she did. The Gloves puffed into shape and after a moment levitated into the air. Susan commanded the shoes to move away into the wardrobe. One after another walked away. She turned of the TV and tidied up the place. "I forgot how neat it is, being gloves", Susan thought to herself. She started observing Brad afterwards. There was a certain urge growing in Susan, a feeling that she hadn't felt in a long time by observing the man.
She started stroking his calves and his cheeks, but Brad wouldn't react, at all. "I'll show you", Susan dared as she started unbutton his jeans. Now exposed with his underwear Susan moved in and grabed his balls from below and started to play around.