It would have to be one of her children, or maybe better still, her sole granddaughter. She had the little girl brought to her on her fifth birthday a...nd began to train her. She trained the girl to enjoy pain and suffering in others. The girl was taught how to give pain and feed from it. She was trained to be the next queen to rule and conquer all the lands of this world with a fist of terror. Then she would go to find the mythical gated mountain temples at the northern tip of the world. Find. She just glimpsed at me for a second and then resumed to watching the video.Now the boy was pressing the boobs of the teacher in video, so I took my right hand to her right boob and started pressing. She turned towards me and gave a peck on my lip and withdrew. But I wasn’t satisfied and leaned on her and had a good smooch. She being aroused by the video responded well. Then I went down to her neck. My hands by now had raised her top above her boobs and thus her red bra and the white boobs it. It was high enough to move to the next round. Of the other five teams, two got honorable mention, but we alone would travel to second round. The win trigger a big change for us, while the rest of the class got to goof off, the four of us worked. As exciting and memorable as that period of my life was, another event dwarfed it. Brett and I became closer friends. As I was a clever if not always bright child sneaking out of my house had become something of a game by the time I was a senior. The. I want to help you, but I am not sure how I can do anything."Annabelle's mouth moved, but no sound came out. After a minute or so, she finally spoke."How long have I been here? In this place, I mean. This is not my house." From what I understand, you died over a hundred years ago, and your husband sold the house and property as soon as you were gone. Your house was torn down, but the basement and some of the foundation remained. This house was built over that. It is probably why your spirit is.