Liam and George

December 29, 2009



On December 29, 2009 I received an e-mail from Jayce about an interesting ouija board experience:


I have had a roller coaster of an experience. I was with my friend, Robyn, who is skeptical about all of what happened.

Me: Are there any good spirits willing to talk to us?
Robyn: Maybe, we should, umm, well stop.

(Light Flickers)

Board: Yes (moves slowly)

Me: What is your name?
Robyn: Joey
Board: Liam

Me: Liam, do you think Robyn is a slut?
Board: No

Robyn: Is Serena a slut?
Board:Yes

Me: Real nice, Liam.
Robyn: Boy?
Board: Yes (moves fast)

Robyn: You're moving it!
Me: Liam, to prove you are real, umm, undo Robyn's bra!

(4 Minutes Later)

Robyn is freaking out...her bra just got undone, and she does not believe it. She is screaming.

Me: Shut up.
Robyn: Okay

Me: Liam, if I am a slut, are you my pimp?
Board: No

Robyn: Who do you like?
Board: Robyn

Me: Does anyone like me?
Board: Yes

Robyn: Who, and are they with us?
Board: Yes

Me: Name?
Board: George

Me: Damn, love that name!
Robyn: Horny! Both you and George.
Board: Kiss

Me: Does he want to kiss me?
Board: Yes

Robyn: When?
Board: Now

(2 Minutes Later)

I felt someone woosh my hair back from my neck as a tingle ran down to my waist, as if someone was holding onto my waist while kissing me.

Me: Whoa! Intense.
Robyn: You liked it, your expression went all horny.
Board: He talk

Me: Alright
Robyn: Liam, do my bra back up!

Liam doesn't do her bra back up, he slips the shoulder straps down!

Me: Georgie, my lover!
Board: Love

Robyn: Awe
Board: Want, Need, You

Me: Damn, let's have an orgy session!
Board: We want!

Robyn freaked out, so we ended the session. But that night we both felt that a presence was with us. We slept on the same air mattress that night. Robyn and I both felt as if a cool breeze was lifting our thoughts and our clothes. When we woke up, Robyn had a bruise on her upper thigh, and I had a bruise on my waist. Is it possible to have sex with a spirit and sorta feel it?


If you have any advice or comments about Jayce's story, please send me an e-mail, and I will forward it on.



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