Most of his followers, aside from being vicious and cruel, were also shameless sycophants, and when speaking to Voldemort, were always trying to steer...a course somewhere between the truth on the one hand, and on the other, telling Voldemort what they thought he wanted to hear. In other words, their information was almost useless. Bellatrix was one of the few that never concerned herself with what facts might or might not please her master, but rather only with the truth, regardless of whatever. )‘She couldn’t have known I was coming home today,’ Ithought unsure, ‘could she?’I wasn’t sure if this was a trap or a genuine situation.“Stop staring at my back pervert and do what you arehere to do.” She said playfully.I hadn’t realized that I was staring at her back while Iwas thinking. Embarrassed I started to massage. Istarted with her neck, then moved down to her shouldersand shoulder blades. As I was about to start to movedown, she. The page had changed. It was now on a Baidu news story about another execution. Looking at the mugshot under the headline, I knew the face; I knew the person. It was the stunningly beautiful girl I’d read of before, executed here back in 1993.It was her! She was the ghost I’d been seeing!I picked up the phone, read the story. It was a more in-depth article than the one I’d read before... The article explored her upbringing, said she’d had a tough life. Her parents were janitors and were strict,. She would also reciprocate the same thing towards me and she has given a compliment to my belly-free-stomach few times. I wanted to fuck this woman and I was waiting for the right time to do it. There was a sexual tension between them and we both were aware of it. But I just didn’t know when to cross the line. One day, one of our mutual friends was giving a small ice cream party and Sandhiya invited me for that. The ice cream shop was on our food court and I reached a little late than others..