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Well... supposedly. The last owners sold the house because they believed it was haunted. I was rather surprised that a prime piece of property like this had been for sale for over a year and sold for as little as I bought it for, but apparently they were really quite anxious to get rid of it and no on else seemed to want it. Anyway, I have yet to see anything along those lines. If this house is haunted, they don't bother me and I don't bother them. Will, I saw a ghost. I swear I did. Downstairs, by the bookshelf, John said quickly. Come on. I swear. I'm not crazy! John, calm down, okay? I believe you. Honestly. He was starting to try my patience a little. Ghost or not, something had definitely freaked him out hairy mature pussy Whatever, John said. He stood up and stalked off into the house. Lance sighed. What next? he wondered out loud, throwing his hands up in the air. He turned his attention back to the papers in front of him, which were spread out over the picnic table. I just don't know how we're going to pull this new one off... he muttered. He continued to pore over everything until he was distracted but a growing din coming from the woods. MY FAULT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY FAULT? Lance's head snapped in the direction of the voice. Josh and Chris, who had been quietly playing solitaire stopped their game and turned in the same direction. Coming from the woods were Tony, Joey, and myself. Tony and I were still arguing over everything and nothing. We were on argument 17 or so... I had lost count after two with hairy mature pussy.