Yes, she couldn't endure the heat any longer, and now's the perfect opportunity!

Vivianne made her decision, stood up and left her hideout. She had now no more clothing than her cute girlish panties; but that was about to change, or at least that was the plan. While covering her small breasts with her left palm, she got down from the table and hurried to the wall at the farther side of the kitchen.

She was in grave peril now, because the back door leading to the old servants passage was also located here; but she needed to take that risk to pull the candleholder and activate the ghost. The goth girl, now stripped of her beloved black clothing, looked around wildly, but to her luck, no one was coming.

Quickly and nervously, she moved the candleholder and the ghost came out. Just like the man said, it was a plastic skeleton covered in sheets. "Yeah, that's just what I need," muttered the almost naked damsel and reached out for the cloth. "Sorry for that, my graveyard friend," she smiled.

The smile came too early though. The ghost's shroud was securely attached to the would-be corpse. However furiously Vivianne pulled, it just couldn't go down! Then the ghost started to move around, releasing a high-pitched shriek. "Damn it!" cried the girl in panties. With one last tug she tried to acquire the much need sheet, but to no avail.

From the main kitchen entrance, she could hear many stomping footsteps approaching. The ghost’s shrill has surely attracted someone’s attention. The blonde girl gave up her effort to pull down the cloth; her eyes darted to the door to the rear passageway.