Emily 18 – Little Nymph


As my business gets busier I have been calling on my girlfriend to lighten my load. No, not that load. Get your mind out of the gutter. Though I wish… I am talking about going through my blogs and making sure things work right and that kind of stuff.

Anyway… I come into the office and she is plugging away. As I come up behind her I notice she has two 30" screens filled with posts of mine featuring Emily 18!

I am wondering what that is about and she seems to be finishing up counting: 101, 102, 103, 104. One hundred and four. Then she looks at me with a "What the fuck?" look.

"Is there a problem?" I ask.

"I don’t know. Is there a problem?" She counters.

Now I am wondering what her problem is… and she is wondering what my problem is…

So I ask her pointedly what her problem is and what 104 meant. I guess this here is my 105th post of Emily 18 on all of my blogs. Her problem is that she is wondering if I am infatuated with Emily or somethingand why?

Oh jeez. This is one of the problems with working in porn. Your respective other is going to have a problem with you writing about other people. Especially when those other people are sometimes a bit younger… O.K. a lot younger.

"It wouldn’t be such a big deal, except that the next closest person is Ariel Rebel with 75 posts. And after that it is Andi Pink with 52 posts. And after that the next closest is 12 posts." She informed me.

"OK. And all of this is important because why?" I ask already having a pretty good idea of the answer.


So I have to explain that I started my blogs years before I met her. I was in college then. These girls were our age back then. This is my job and if she doesn’t like it, she is going to have to figure out how to like it or leave.

Long story short(er)… She surprised me that night. Instead of her black, white or nude colored bra and panty sets she usually wears, she came to bed in a bright, multi-colored set like Emily would wear!

She had just one stipulation… I had to be thinking about "her" and by "her" she didn’t mean Emily! LOL

I quickly crossed my fingers behind my back and nodded in agreement. The rest of the night was fan-fucking-tastic!

Thank you Emily 18 and… oh shit… I hope she doesn’t read this!

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