Just a very short chapter to keep the story going....
“Oh do you remember that performance in Hamburg, I was so nervous…” Lara was regaling the group with her memories of performing in STAG and everybody was bouncing their happy thoughts about their time at school off each other ( Read more... )

“Look I’m not with Natalie ( Read more... )

Days passed and Emma had received five more messages from Kate, all asking to talk as a matter of urgency, she deleted them all without reply ( Read more... )

They had only been asleep for two hours or so when the baby monitor disturbed their slumber. Jemma wasn’t crying but she was awake, gurgling and making noises to herself. It was just loud enough to wake Emma who hadn’t been used to hearing this from her daughter every morning as Jenny had. The blonde opened her eyes and the events from last night ( Read more... )

Just a small update from me. Thanks for reading. Slight warning. This is a bit...adult.Emma pushed the bedroom door open slowly. Jenny was lying on the bed in a black silk cami, a smile and not much else. Emma stood in the doorway unable to move, frozen with the picture that lay before her. This wasn’t a mistake, she hadn’t accidentally walked in ( Read more... )

“So when I stop the car there may be some photographers at the door when you get out. So please take your time to compose yourself ladies before you step out” The driver was an old fashioned gentleman and he wanted to make sure that the two young ladies weren’t rushed when they arrived ( Read more... )

I have purposefully not included a description of what Emma is wearing further down in the chapter. This is because we all have a preference on what they prefer and for this scene I want you to really imagine her as you would like to. Thanks.“Hey you’ll never guess who just added me on Facebook last night” Jenny called through to Emma as the blonde ( Read more... )

The next few days were interesting to say the least. Christine Hartmann had rushed home in a frightful state, burst through the door and practically ran up the stairs to Rolf to tell him the news. After Rolf had given her all the comfort he could he suggested that maybe she called Jenny or somebody else who could perhaps be a little more use than ( Read more... )

“Christine darling how the devil are you?” Natalie asked as she kissed Mrs Hartmann on both cheeks and then embraced her in an exceedingly continental fashion ( Read more... )

The banging on the door could have woken the whole city, let alone the four female members of the Hartmann household that morning ( Read more... )