"I must resist. I must resist." I told myself this often. But I could not.
My relationship with her grew fairly quickly. Some might say a bit too quickly. But she was so kind. I felt so proud to be her Protector. And she definitely rewarded me for a good job.
She often did little things for me. Even though I told her I did not deserve them. She took me to some wonderful places, bought me some sketching materials and a lot more. She slowly became more affectionate towards me, and I started liking her more also.
Eventually, we started getting quite close. She would often just sit in my lap while we talked, snuggling up to me. For a person who had no body heat, it was nice to feel her warm body against me. Then, the kisses. Oh gosh. She would kiss me a lot. Her lips were so soft. Uh...
After a while, I could not take it. Something changed in me. Every time we did something affectionate towards each other, I felt... odd. Not in a bad way. My face would always brighten. (I have no idea how, I do not have blood.) My body would start trembling. It was an extremely confusing time for me. When she found out how I felt, she reacted a lot differently to what I expected. She started telling me about something. Urges, I think she said? It made more sense at the time.
Since I died as a child, I had no sexual experience. Apparently she did though. I felt awkward telling her when she was explaining. Mother told me a bit, but that kind of topic was seen as bad back in my times. But I was thankful I eventually got to know more. Especially once I got closer to that beautiful woman I protected.
She had even more experience than I thought. I felt bad for barely doing anything. But wow. What an experience. I did not know this would even be possible as a ghost.
Since then, urges. Way too often. And it got harder and harder to resist. I eventually would give up. I still do.
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