Zoe Michaels
Star
- Joined
- Jan 21, 2018
The camera fades in as The Narrator sits at her desk, sipping a glass of strawberry wine with her black book in front of her. "Good evening my deviant friends, and welcome back! It's time for another taboo narrative straight from my little black book." She runs her hands over the leather cover before she slowly opens it. She takes another sip of wine while turning to a specific page. "Oh yes, this one will be perfect." She sits the glass of wine down, places both elbows on the desk and leans forward to push her cleavage up. "Hefner Creek is full of all types of young ladies, but sweet little Elsa was different from most. She was still pure, untouched even, when she became another barely legal babydoll within my halls. She was the type to save herself for that special someone. However, no one would have imagined exactly how he came along." She giggles as she picks her glass up and sits back in her chair. "Two souls, different worlds..." she sips her wine. "The loss of innocence and a little Strawberry Wine! Let's hear another student's Tale From Sultry High!" Camera fades.
Camera fades in on a lake house, alone in the middle of a vast green forest. The lake stretches out of sight. Elsa swims toward the surface, then walks on the muddy shore while running her hands through her wet hair, pulling it back in a pony tail. She walks to the long wooden dock that stretches into the water with the sun beating down on it. Elsa stretches her towel out, then lays down on it with her chest up to sun bath, not a care in the world.
Camera fades in on a lake house, alone in the middle of a vast green forest. The lake stretches out of sight. Elsa swims toward the surface, then walks on the muddy shore while running her hands through her wet hair, pulling it back in a pony tail. She walks to the long wooden dock that stretches into the water with the sun beating down on it. Elsa stretches her towel out, then lays down on it with her chest up to sun bath, not a care in the world.