My dad's sudden passing has left a gaping hole in my heart. Every night as I try to sleep, I reach out to him in the quiet darkness and pour out all of my emotions. The pain of his absence is still fresh, but life must go on. My mother has already moved on, and is dating someone new after just one month. It's hard to accept, but I know they were both looking for happiness. Tonight, as I confide in my dad's spirit once again, I can't help but wonder what his last wish was. If only I had known, I would have done everything in my power to make it come true. But now it's too late. Lost in my thoughts, I drift off into a restless nap. Suddenly, I am jolted awake by a strange sensation filling my body. At first, I think it's just a dream, but as the feeling intensifies, I realize there is something or someone else in the room with me. It takes me a moment to comprehend what is happening - a ghostly presence is making love to me with an intensity and skill that sends shivers down my spine. As the pleasure builds and reaches its peak, I remember my earlier conversation with my dad's spirit. Could this be his way of fulfilling his final wish? A bittersweet thought crosses my mind as I surrender fully to the ghost's passionate embrace. Perhaps he can finally rest in peace now, knowing that he has helped me find release and peace in his absence.