All characters are over the age of 18-years-old. * Looking into the past, Robert finds the future. He finally finds Emma. Having just met her on the ...each, he was tongue-tied by her beauty. Even with her just wearing her blue bikini and a pair of flip flops, she looked like she came from money. In the way she carried herself, he could tell that she was rich. Someone who looked like her had to be rich. Not wanting her to leave, not ever wanting her to leave, and wanting this day to last. Sliding her along the carpet a little way and, as always, accompanied by a rhythmic squelching. Well, That might have SOMETHING to do with it she supposed... As whichever one of them was currently inside of her tried to drag her hips back up to him one-handed, desperate not to lose track of the game either. It was Mark, his floppy blonde hair dancing a little as he tried to regulate his thrusts. Stacy loved to watch as their faces changed, always so determined to last as long as possible when. So she was totally bore with life and use to feel lonely. We got closer and now not a single day use to pass without talking to each other on mobile. Now it was schedule kind we daily use to talk on mobile after 9-9:30 pm after completing all works and before going to bed and we both got attached with each other and she also started developing feelings for me and we were like developing love for each other.One day while talking on phone till 2 am and she asked me why suddenly we got so close. “OK, let me see, Ah. I’ve got it. That took some work, but, by Jove, I think that we can do all of this and maintain neutral karma.” Stated the demon with satisfaction.“And here is the contract with all the terms. Note that there is no soul in hell clause, no fine print, just the agreed upon points as discussed. No money back after the fact.” The demon handed over a parchment in which the words were etched in flame before turning black. He handed over a fountain pen to Jocelyn, and Jocelyn,.