Tori had enjoyed many slender goblets of champagne as she mingled with what she thought of as the royalty of the paranormal world. Dave Tango from TAPS was particularly charming as was Mike from the Society of the Haunted. Both men were not especially tall but both were handsome in a homespun way. Mike introduced his former associate, Chris.<br/>"This is our occult theologian, or was my occult theologian.Chris stayed back in Oklahoma but met us here for this investigation."<br/><br/>Tori shook his hand, noticing his skull rings.<br/>"Oh, I think my mom saw you at a metaphysical fair.You have the little skull, Tosh that was blessed by Osh."<br/>Chris smiled a genuine but professional smile at her. He seemed used to people 'knowing' him but he was such a humble and kind man that he took it all in stride.<br/><br/>"I see skulls speak to you too," he replied, glancing at her earrings and hand rings." Do you have vivid dreams when they are with you? "<br/><br/>Tori nodded, gulped some champagne and answered,"Yes, I do dream.Are you saying the skulls are responsible?"<br/><br/>Chris nodded, "I noticed them beginning when Tosh found me. They open the Acacia records."<br/><br/>Before he could continue, Mrs. Whitmore took her by the arm to introduce her to the members from Atlanta.<br/><br/>Tori finally was able to rejoin Jacob and was walking on air as they went back to the Inn. She was bubbling with information and felt so alive.What would have made the night perfect was some hot and heavy with her man but he seemed too preoccupied and distant. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow. She frowned in frustration. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began to find those perfect spots of pleasure, touching them gently, talking to Jacob, hoping he would join in.<br/><br/>"Oh, baby, I'm so soft and wet for you." she whispered, spreading her legs wider." I'm going to work this for you, getting my pussy ready. Hey, baby, come here. I want to feel you inside. My fingers aren't big enough or long enough."<br/><br/>All she got for her efforts was a soft snore.<br/><br/>She lay back on the bed and worked her hands over the velvety soft skin.As the tension began to rise, she moaned,wanting Jacob. Finally, the orgasm tore through her, leaving her womb pulsing but not very satisfied. She rolled over with her hand locked between her legs to ease the ache and fell into a troubled sleep.<br/><br/>That next evening, they set the cameras in the cemetery with the admonition that the investigation was televised.<br/><br/>"Jacob, I had no idea we would be on camera for the public. This is huge." Tori said, as she paced through the maze of crypts. She marked the ones where voodoo ritual had obviously been done. The crypt of Marie Laveau was close to the front gate and was covered with triple Xs while old cigars and candles littered the doorway. She sat an orange cone there.<br/><br/>They walked to the back where rows of crypts that held children stood. A cone here. She passed one with an angel looking down from above. Tina walked up.<br/>"No energy right here. Follow me and I will show you some unknown areas for activity."<br/><br/>Tori and her mom walked along together, the first time they had had time to just be who they were.<br/>"Tor, I'm sorry I told you to not be a bitch. I would appreciate the sister reference though, for now. When Albert and I began to get close, I suddenly was faced with my  mortality. Being with him, gives me a new dose of youth."<br/><br/>"Well, it is sort of weird, but I'm getting used to you being with Fish." Tori answered as she sat a cone in the farthest south corner.<br/><br/>"I really wish you wouldn't call him Fish. His name is Albert." Tina said primly.<br/><br/>Tori chuckled.Somethings never changed.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~<br/>The security guard made a big show of looping the heavy chain in the wrought iron gate and they were on their own.