I laid down on the couch and started to tell my friend that my late husband haunts me every day. He sits down at the table with me, watches TV, he is everywhere. The worst part is when he slips/ sneaks into bed beside me. My boyfriend dumped me. He told me he can't stand the fact that I have better orgasms when he doesn't touch me at all. While I was telling her about my strange experience, I fell asleep. When I woke up, my friend was lying on the carpet, moaning. My husband, was on top of her, kissing her breasts.
(Translated by Iulia-Teodora Urea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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