Sexy Ghost

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I am a sexy ghost. I died many years ago while having sex with many women. Now I am doomed to haunt this house and seduce the women who live here with my spectral pectorals and ghostly abs.

For eighty long years, I have been cursed to be irresistible to all the lady non-ghosts who dare to dwell within these walls. I enter their dreams on a white stallion (who is also dead) and I sweep them off their feet. They cannot resist my ghostly charms. For a number of weeks, I'll come swaggering out of the shadows at the stroke of midnight (lol, stroke) and then we will engage in many sexy and erotic activities in the dead of night. I do the pottery thing from that Patrick Swayze movie sometimes, and it's always a hit.

No, they cannot resist me, and therein lies the sting of this heinous curse. Because ghosts do not have genitals

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Credited to theworldisgrim 

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