(This is the conclusion of the series. The characters will flow over into a new series of stories. I hope you enjoy my fantasies, even if they are not well written or seem too contrived) For Sally life in a quiet suburban practice was less hectic. Anything complex was referred to a specialist at a major practice. Sally was just doing vanilla legal work. Not...
NOTE: Each of the characters in this story is 18 or older. *** The party had arrived, Emma was pulling up to the dude's house alongside Gabriella, but she was still feeling the effects of the day's earlier kiss. What the hell was that? She could still vividly remember the feeling of soft, luscious lips pressed against hers. The dilated pupils staring ba...
Note: Part 2 of the Prom Arc! The big finale is almost here! Second Note: I couldn't end this series without another appearance from one of my favorites ;) --- Emma looked at herself in the mirror for the last time. Her hair was tied into a ponytail. Somehow, in the end, Lindsey convinced Emma to wear a suit to the event. And so, she was standing clothed...
Emma was bright eyed and happy! She was 18, clever, pretty, big brown eyes and dark brunette hair and for the first time in her life she was living on her own at university. Lots of boys had flirted with her and she had let a couple of them kiss her, one she had let touch her breast and the sensations had felt so confusing she had got up and run away. But sh...
Smiling as he stepped out of the lift, John walked briskly through the hotel's front lobby and made his way to the bar. As he stepped through the doorway into the bar he spotted her, sitting at a table in the corner. As John walked towards her table she spotted him and raised her hand as he noticed a flash of recognition cross her face. As he bridged the dis...
This story brings back very special memories for me and is very personal, but before you say anything NO I or anyone I know have never been kidnapped or had a meeting with aliens or even believe they exist... it is all fictional. Emma Stott was a normal girl. Ok, so normal was the wrong word; brilliant would be a more accurate word to use. She was a walkin...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. I don't believe for a minute that taking advantage of someone's fragile mental status could affect her as profoundly as I present it in the story. So please... don't try that at home (or anywhere else)! I hope you otherwise enjoy the story! ~~~ Winter holiday break: several days to get your head back together, but...
The second suitcase packed, Emma plopped down on the bed. I finished looking around the hotel suite, making sure we weren't forgetting anything. Main room - check. Bathroom - check. Balcony - check. Bedroom - check. Just our bags in here. And Emma, of course. I smiled at her. It was hard to believe our honeymoon was coming to an end. Only an hour or so befor...
"Sometimes I have a hard time believing how big your boobs are," Amelia said, holding up one of Emma's many dresses to herself, seeing how it absolutely wouldn't fit her due to Emma's more substantial assets. "Well, it's only been a few weeks for me," Emma said, sitting on the bed. "Sometimes I feel the same." "Really?" she said. "It's part of the dolling?...
Disclaimer - Microsoft and Xbox are registered trademarks of Microsoft Corporation in the US. Dead or Alive and Dead or Alive Xtreme Beach Volleyball are registered trademarks of Tecmo LTD. This story is in no way suggesting or questioning the sexuality of any and all of the characters mentioned. It's just a harmless bit of fun. Emma James was an 18 year ol...