Girls and Ghost Hunters

This dream is a continuation from the Samurai ghost dream. I think. Jimmy's dad hired a girl to babysit mine and Jimmy's son, and she was dressed kind of slutty in a mini skirt and short top, and that irritated me enough since there were men in the house, but I overlooked it. Then I tried to tell her about the strange things that happened around the house, and she just laughed it off and didn't believe me. Then a fuzzy brown spider began to crawl out of her nose. I tried to tell her, but she just laughed at me and said I was lying. I think she reached up and touched it and began screaming hysterically. We later fired her for not believing about the ghosts, and I told her she dressed like a slut anyway and was trying to steal my man and ruin my family and life. She and several of her friends returned to prison or DJJ or wherever they came from. Later that evening, I was in the den, looking out onto the driveway, and someon dropped off two new people. I had to unlock several locks before I finally left the house to see who they were. The people who dropped them off said that they were transfers and left, so I let them in. They were an old black man whose eyes turned red whenever ghosts were around and a white boy who was apparently his son. I had somehow became a child again, around the boy's age, and I was filling them in on the ghosts of the house. I told them I thought I was a ghost because I could float and fly like one, and I showed them. I soared around the room a bit, joking that I was Peter Pan. I also asked the guy why his eyes kept turning red. Later on I figured out that it happened whenever a ghost was near. I'm pretty sure several ghostly experiences took place, but I can't seem to remember any. Mostly prescences, I think, and the man's eyes turning red. At one point, he was wearing a shirt and I thought there were spiders on it, so I tried to swat them off, but he started laughing because the spiders were just drawn on the shirt. Later, the man was playing back some large white cassettes of EVP (so I guess he was a ghost hunter), and his son and I went off together into a bathroom or closet or other small room and started slow dancing and rubbing against each other. Just as it started to get intense, I woke up.