The ghost who was sexy but also a bit scary and I had to decide whether they were more sexy than scary or what

I moved to a new town. It was different. The people were strange. The weather was bad. Something about the place was off. I did some repairs to the house, like the tiles on the roof, but there was no background music, just the sound of wind and my hammer banging.

Across the street an old woman laughed. Her one remaining tooth stood out like a gravestone - a stone used to note where we bury the dead. Everyone in the town was old.

Had I made a mistake in leaving my hometown for some place foreign and weird?

Yes, all difference is wrong.

I went back into my new house and stood on a nail. There was a close up of me taking off my boot and sock and then some blood came out of where the nail went in. The blood was red.

"Want me to suck that for you?" Said the voice of a stranger.

I looked up to see a sexy lady. She was wearing a red dress, which stood out because everything else was grey.

"You want to suck my foot?"

"Yeah."

"Well... wait, who are you?" I enquired. "Why are you even here in my new home?"

"I'm a ghost." She answered. "Are you scared?"

I was. Ghosts are dead people, and I fear the dead even more than I fear old people, new living environments, or the customs of communities different to my own. But... I was also a bit aroused because she was really hot. I decided to hedge my bets and play it cool.

"I'd love for you to be sucking my foot but I've actually just got over a pretty severe bout of verrucas."

"Oh."

"Yeah. I wear these special socks but they keep coming back. Maybe in another week or two, we could get together and see where this goes?"

When I looked up again the ghost lady was gone. In one sense I was relieved, because she was a ghost. On the other hand I was sad because she had been real hot.

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Credited to koalazeus 

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