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Chapter 8 by Jack29

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"Hello there." The woman said with a sly smile as she approached the counter. It was odd but Jean was positive she had seen her someplace before. Her hair and face were absolutely familiar.

"Hello, how can I help you?" She suddenly felt her ass pinched which caused her to squeak. The woman was interestingly unsurprised by the sudden Noise.

"I just thought I would come by and check on My hotel, see how business is." The woman gazed around observing the surroundings. Jean didn't undetstand. Her hotel? She she knew all of the staff members here and was positive she wasn't in the board of directors.

"Excuse me mam? I thi-" Jean was cut off by her hands suddenly being raised above her head. Pulling her out of her chair"Ah! Not in front of customers!". She turned to the woman expecting shock or wonder but saw only that same smirk as before. The Ghost suddenly began massaging Jeans breasts, causing her to groan.

"Yes My hotel" the Woman said. "I used to own this place. But that was Long ago." Her voice trailed off as she watched Jean squirm under the invisible molestation. "You certainly weren't here. Although I would have hired you instantly. Just based on your looks." Jeans hips were pushed forward as the Ghost moved lower towards her waist. She looked down to see her dress moving a little on its own. Suddenly she was pushed forward on the desk. Again her hips were raised and she was spanked loudly. "Certainly a nice body. Pretty face too." The woman continued her gaze.

"Ah!" Jean was spanked again by nothing. " Wh- who are you?"

"Im what you and your little coworker called the 'ghost'." Jean looked at her curiously. Suddenly she realised where she had seen her.

"Your painting! Its hanging in the upstairs lobby! You used to own thi-" Jean felt a **** seize her and pull her off the desk. She landed back to the wall behind her. Her arms were pulled to her sides.

"Keep up girly I just explained this all to you. Im the one responsible for all the fun you've been having. And also for the fun we are going to have." She paused, staring at Jean. Suddenly she vanished completely. Leaving Jean pinned against the wall. She looked around in confusion. Unable to grasp the trick. Suddenly the front collar of her dress was pulled forward. She stumbled again towards the big sofa in the lobby. The fireplace suddenly roared to life. Jean heard the womans voice from somewhere behind her.

"Lots, and lots of fun"

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