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eruption.
    She was glad that she forgot
to pick up the monitor from the repair shop. She didn't really
forget though, that's just what she told Doctor Mueller. She'd
overheard Joanne talking about the possibility of projecting
tactile stimulation with the aid of a surrogate and decided right
then that she wanted to be that surrogate.
    ***
    Marla no longer felt uncomfortable with this
unseen entity, and now allowed it full access to her body. She not
only allowed it, she welcomed the strange sensation of ghost
fingers exploring her most sensitive areas. She felt the pressure
of the fingers on her breasts, warm breath across her neck, and the
moisture left behind from an invisible trail of kisses from soft
lips.
    At a moment she was unaware of, she made a
connection with this entity. It was a kind of mental connection by
an invisible pathway to an unknown location. Not only a mental
connection, but also physical, even psychic, in a way that allowed
her unfettered access to the mind of the one projecting sensations
of touch to her. She accepted every caress, every stroke and pinch,
and in her mind, sent it all back lovingly to the sender.
    Invisible hands circled her breasts, and the
skin around her nipples pinched and tightened in response. The same
invisible fingers circled inward until they tightened around her
protruding pebbles. The feeling was so intense, so real, that she
instinctively reared her head back while thrusting her chest
forward wanting more from the fingers. She imagined her fingers
returning the pleasure, reaching across some invisible thread to
feel the warm skin on the other side. In her mind, she clamped her
fingers around rigid nipples not unlike her own, pinching hard,
pulling and twisting to foster a response from this ghost. She
wondered if this thing was a real person, or some kind of machine
or computer. Her answer came in the form of an urgent clamping on
her own nipples. She pinched harder, and so did the spirit on the
other end, until she cried out and released her grip on her
invisible partner.
    Unseen hands inched their way down her torso
and around her back until they cupped her ass cheeks, gripping them
firmly before sliding downward. She channeled the feeling through
her mind to her own hands where the feeling of soft skin
materialized in her own fingers. The ghost hands caressed the backs
of her legs down to her knees before reversing course and traveling
upwards along her inner thighs. She processed every movement and
sent it back out to whoever was on the other end. She felt like the
entity became one with her and together, they were joined together
in some gloriously endless loop of sensation and feedback, as
everything she felt, she sent back only to receive another
sensation, like an echo of the first.
    Her legs spread on their own accord as
invisible fingers reached the apex of her inner thighs. She was so
ready, so sensitive, she actually felt cool air rolling over her
wet folds. The coolness was replaced with electric fire as two
fingers spread her folds, while a third moved along the length of
her slit, sending a thrill and a shiver through her body as it
moved across her engorged and aching clit. Again, it felt so real,
that she opened her eyes to check if she was simply fingering
herself but both her hands were at her sides gripping the bed
sheets. Her faith in the entity restored, she concentrated with a
new vigor until she was returning the favor, imagining her fingers
gliding across the wet folds of her ghost lover.
    ***
    Joanne watched the monitors in her darkened
control room. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. On one
screen, Holly ran her hands over Katrina's shoulders and circled
her breasts before moving inward and suddenly twisting her nipples.
In the other monitor, her subject, Marla, clearly reacted to
Holly's actions, throwing her head back. The sound of Holly crying
out blasted from the speakers and filled the room, bringing a
stirring to Joanne's core. She