.it wasn’t a ghost”“See Sarah there is no such thing as”C “It was big and hairy, and it was some kind of monster, and Becky saved me when I ...as just standing there then she saved me again when it tried to attack us while we were running, and…and I just ran away when she fell. She saved me twice then when she was in trouble I just ran away”I sat there listing to Christina’s sob filled rant hardly believing what I was hearing. If she wasn’t so hysterical I wouldn’t have even given is a second. ..Chapter: 1Construction of my slut's residenceI was sixteen then and I was living in my flat for the past 11 years. So, I pretty much knew almost everyone who lives there. It was at this eleventh year that a paper mill in the adjacent compound caught fire and completely burnt to ashes. It was then demolished and it made room for a new housing sector. It was a three storied building and on each floor there were only one residential plot and so altogether there were three families who could live. ..”“Is that your grievance, Stavro?” Helen asked, followed by a long stream of smoke. “When La Policia catch him, if a minute or two alone in an interrogation room with him is what you want; such things can easily be arranged. I can get the Prefect to loan you his nightstick...”“I am not asking this, Contessa.” He thought about it for a moment. “Maybe no stick, just hands. My concern is that I saw the man, even if I cannot recall details.”Stavro hesitated. While he did so, his youngest brother. This meant that the Mistress would have to press down a bit harder, cutting off her air for a bit, and Sasha gave an understanding moan when she was told so. Being the ever skilled Mistress, the grinding was done in a way in which the victim never felt any pain at all, and the resultant orgasm caused Sasha to feel a bit dizzy and euphoric while the Mistress loudly gasped and moaned in pleasure. Sasha felt her life slowly fading away, her vision slowly going black as she rolled her eyes back. .