The cold, heady thrill that coursed through her...Arisa moaned, biting her lip - Her back arching, at the feel of those phantom caresses - Cool against her overheated skin! This had to a be ghost...The ghost of the nobleman in the painting~! She squirmed in his grasp, her head lolling back every-so-slightly...Giving him better access to her body, letting his touch roam...<br/><br/>Her eyes widened, ever-so-slightly, at the whispered words!<br/><br/>"'She'~?" Arisa echoed, her lips shaping each slow syllable - A flicker of curiosity on her lovely features! "Who is - Who's 'she'~?" she whispered, her voice lower, more intimate...Her eyes half-lidded, beneath long, long lashes!<br/><br/>"-How can I *stop* her...?" That should be enough, but she can't help but add...<br/><br/>"And...Where can I find<em>you</em>~?"<br/><br/>Was it the ghost of his wife? Because if it was - It was past time for Arisa to show her that 'till death did them part' *did* have meaning!