I roll my eyes as my gaze returns to the man at the door. "No sir," I say in an irritated tone, "now if you would be so kind as to leave me in peace, I would be oh so grateful" as the door was just about to close, the man pushes it back in. I staggered backwards catching a glimpse of Jesus curse under his breath.

A cold gust of wind brought me back to my senses as I kicked the man in his crotch. Glaring down at the ghostly, pale man, who is doubled over, in front of me. "This is your last warning sir," I growled, "get the hell off my property." and with that the man cursed and crawled to his feet scurrying away.

"Hey thanks, I really owe you one." Jesus said. This was not my first time ever seeing the man, but his features were surely something to admire. His hair was long and lush. A beautiful, rich, dark brown, mane with a beard that matched. His skin a tawny brown. "No problem," I sighed as I finally closed my door,"now time for a well earned nap." Jesus just rolled his eyes as he took my remote and watched tv. I on the other hand went straight to my room and passed out.