Chapter 1
Isabella walked into her new home. It was quite large, all things considered. And fairly old as well, though well loved and preserved. A sort of charm was about the place, though it was fairly gloomy, gothic if you will. The girl on the other hand, isabella, if you remember, was all around a pink ass girl! And her ass was often pink, the crop calls after all. She blushes at the thought. Anyway... where was I? Oh yes, into her new home she walks! Inherited from some old dead family member, unimportant, but, oh my ramblings can be saved for another day! So yes, in she goes, to explore the place! It seems to have come fully furnished, thankfully. As well as plumbing she was assured was plumbum-less, and only a mild asbestos problem! As well, fairly new appliances. All together a sweet deal. You begin to unpack, starting with the master bedroom, with attached bathroom! She unpacks her clothes, an assortment of pretty outfits of all types! Including the scandalous :3. (She makes that face in real life btw). Annnyway, she next grabs her bag of sex toys, all to be displayed with pride, many a dildo, many monstrous, others ordinary, many of them not all that large... (A sex freak and you can't even get 6 inches in yet?) Waow rude, moving on. Along with those is a few holes of varying, well everything, to fuck. Though this pathetic girl is more interested in her plushies than anything, but thats for later ;). Oh yes, this place is not so uninhabited though, as a spectre haunts this place. This spectre is perhaps the most adorable little thing to exist. Fairly young at her death, she stayed around in this place as to make human connections in the afterlife she couldn't in life. 50 or so years should be enough time to come up with some social skills right? Well a bit, but the whole ghost thing makes for a pretty good song, wait wrong thing sorry. It makes for a... stunted social life, great she already had that in life >:(. Ripoff, ya ask me, might have to have a word with whoever did that... oh wait that's me... Well sorry ghost girl, i ain't changin all that. (Ok, ok, i'll tell the story now). And this ghost was named lenora(Is that too old? She'd be like 70 if she was alive... Girl shush and tell the story). Lenora longed for human connection, and my, isabella could be the one! In fact, she WAS the one, Lenora is enamored with Isabella, she must be this girls guardian. Her love, even if she doesn't know it... She gives her love a biiig hug, though of course isabella only feels a chill, and yet, a strange warmth at the same time. Must be a draft, thinks isabella.