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Jul 09, 2008 12:23 pm

emma_is_a_scene_whor
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There was a princess who any not have been the best behaved. She was spoiled and pampered to her hearts' delight. She could have anyone she wanted and NO ONE could say no. she was beautiful. Blonde hair bleu eyes huge eyes she was often told were the most beautiful anyone had ever seen. She had a cutesy little nose. She tallish about 5'6 skinny kept her self pretty by all means. Around her parents castle she dressed majestically in dresses all the time. She wasn't a whore necessarily but she was promiscuous. She did sleep with who ever she wanted when ever she pleased. And it was a lot.

One day she was in the forest in her somewhat secret meadow with a local town peasant boy making out. She had pulled back from to take a breath of air when she noticed a handsome prince looking at her. She was unaware how long he had been there but he had. He stood there glaring at her almost and suddenly she felt so ashamed of herself. She pushed the boy back who looked hurt because he had been hoping to score with her. She gave him a swift order to leave in shaky voice as the prince cocked his head as if he was studying her. She studied him back. She liked what she saw. He was tall. If she had to make a rough estimate he was about 6'0 feet. He was tan had dark hair that was long and down to his shoulders. It was kind of curly and looked like she wanted to take it between her fingers. It framed his face nicely. He was older more mature looking than anyone boy she had ever seen before. He looked more handsome she had ever seen before. He frowned down at her.

"Aren't you the Princess? Fraternizing with peasant isn't allowed." He scolded her with a smirk. He offered her his hand to help her up. She took the hand he was offering her and got up.

"Well aren't you a Prince. You aren't supposed to be alone. Looking for trouble I assume." She said not letting go off his hand. He looked at her hand clutching his.

"I think I may have to found the apex of trouble." he said offering her his hand. She smiled and looped her arm though his.

"I am. May I ask who you are?" she asked a hint of flirting in her voice. He looked down at her smiling smugly.
"Michael" he replied.

"Michael" she repeated liking the way it flowed off her tongue.

He looked at her,studied her, liked what he saw. She was gorgeous.He knew she knew that. No doubt. She was too cocky with the way she walked. The way she clung to his arm was slighty sickening.Only because he knew deep down, he wanted her. She flashed her perfect teeth at him.

" Well, Michael, aren't you going to ask me who I am? I'm positive I'll warm you to my way." She said giggling. He studied her. If only she knew how much he could read about her. Just one look into her lustful,desireful,beautiful bleu eyes. It was his gift/ curse. he was going to do as she asked this once.

"What's your name Princess?" He asked. He gave her a slight smile.

She curtised like she had been trained her whole life.Even though she cling to him, didnt let go, she excuted a damn near perfect curtsy. Even his mother would of been proud of her.

"Princesse Emma Marcelle Marie Ambre Alžběta Báthoryo..vá. C'est mon arrière-cour de famille. Êtes-vous ici sur des affaires avec le papa ? " She asked in her perfect french. She had been schooled for so many years by her many tutors. She smiled at Michael.

"I'm afraid I was no good at french. I took a rather interest in Greek. So if you ever so please tell me what you asked so i can answer acordily" Michael said. He gave her a sneer again but she decided to recieve it as a smile.

" Of course. I'm sorry. I took an interest in French Latin and Greek Myself. What I asked was 'This is my family backyard. Are you here on business with daddy?'" She said never breaking contact as they started walking towards the castle.

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