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Chapter Twenty-Six

Mason stood in thebasement of the Trudeau home, his mouth hanging open.It had been a great effort for Ellen to make it down the stairs, but it was apparent to Mason that there weren’t many things that the woman wouldn’t or couldn’t do if she set her mind to it.

“This is most of it,” she said, indicating the room full of furniture, some of it stacked to the ceiling there was so much.“I bought most of it from Imogene when she started running out of money and selling off things from the house.”

“She always thought of you as a bank,” Mr.Trudeau added having appeared, a snarl on his lips.“I detested that woman.She died penniless and it served her right.”

“Anyway, Mason, when you are ready for it, I would very much like you to take what you would like.”Mrs.Trudeau patted his arm.“I think it only fitting that it stays with the house, and I have no need of it.I only bought it from her out of my fondness for Francis.”

“I...I don’t even know what to say,” Mason said softly.

“I believe that Francis’ bed is in the corner over there,” she said pointing.“It was the first thing she sold.”

For some unexplainable reason, Mason was sad.He was so mad at Imogene Watson that he wanted to hit something.

“Now, now, my boy,” Mr.Trudeau said standing in front of Mason.“I can certainly relate to your feelings, but she is now long gone and not a threat to you or anyone else.As I said, she has received her just rewards.”

“I don’t even know why I’m so angry.”

“I think you are so upset because you have come to care for our dear Francis,” Mrs.Trudeau said, her hand resting on Mason’s forearm.“He has that effect on people.”

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“You must tell me everythingabout how your evening went with Cousin Ellen.”Francis was standing close to the bottom of the steps when Mason descended from the main floor.

“Not even a hello or a kiss?”Mason grinned at the handsome ghost.

Francis smirked and slowly walked towards Mason.“You want a kiss, do you?”

Mason only nodded, not knowing what Francis was up to.

“Let me see what I can do about that.”Francis advanced, only pausing a brief moment before he walked slowly through Mason.

Mason shuddered.It felt like he’s just experienced a huge orgasm.“Holy shit!”He could feel that he was fully erect.“How’d you do that?”

Francis walked back through Mason, and hedidhave an orgasm.Mason trembled, feeling the wetness spread inside his underwear.

“It wasn’t a kiss, but I hope that it will suffice,” Francis grinned.

Mason looked down at himself, then back to Francis.“Uh, maybe next time let me get undressed first.Now I’ll have to wash these pants.”

Francis tilted his head back and laughed.

Mason started to take off his pants before any more cum was able to seep through his briefs.“You think it’s funny, huh?”

“Yes, Mason, I do.”Francis watched as Mason removed his shoes, pants and underwear before heading off to the bathroom.

“Just for that, I’m going to make you wait until I’ve had a shower to tell you anything, and I have a lot to tell you.”Mason turned on the light in the new bathroom and jumped.Francis was standing in front of the shower.

“And if you keep that shit up, I won’t tell you at all!”Mason shivered still feeling the effects of his very recent orgasm.

“Oh, really now?”Francis chuckled.“Do you think you will sleep without telling me?”

Mason rolled his eyes.“Fine then.I’ll tell you.”

“I’m waiting.”Francs stood there; his head tilted to one side.

“Can I have a shower first?”