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I was naught but five steps away from my destination, when I could go no further. Not physically, mind you. I stopped due to noticing with rapid speed a phenomenon not easily explained. The wind collected into a tight swirl. A strange translucent shape began to build within.
 
A swirl, a twirl, a…a... Girl? Well, yes. And no. It was a girl, faintly appearing before my eyes. And yet, I could see the frost untouched, unsoiled, below her feet. At this moment, I was sure of three things. This was the spitting likeness of my long lost Freida. That it took all my strength not to emit a shrill screech in fear. And that I was in for an experience of a lifetime that I would not soon forget.
 
There she was: a ghost. "Oh, shit," said I. Then, my blood ran with both the consistency and temperature of ice. The ghost then tried to give me a blowjob. But I couldn't get hard. For hours she tried, but a boner never came.
 
The end…end...?
 
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