I don't own Twilight, but I do play with the characters

If you haven't read my story Emmett's Fan Fiction, PLEASE read that first. This story will make much more sense. It's because of the reviews of Emmett's one-shot that I am writing this.

EsPOV

I heard Carlisle's car coming up the drive.

"Children" I called, knowing they were all home. "Please come downstairs for a few minutes."

By the time Carlisle walked in the door, all of the children were settling into the living room. Giving him a quick hug and kiss, I asked "Can you spare a few minutes Carlisle? I have something I'd like to talk to the whole family about"

"Of course, my dear." With his arm around my waist he walked with me to the living room.

As he sat, I looked around with fondness at my family. Emmett and Rosalie were cuddled at one end of the couch, Emmett fingering one of Rosalie's curls. Jasper and Alice were at the other end of the couch, not sitting physically as close as Emmett and Rose, but their intimacy was apparent. Alice looked unsure about something. Edward, in one of the armchairs was looking at me, wondering what this was about.

"You'll find out with everyone else, Edward," I smiled at him. His answering smile didn't really reach his eyes. I knew he missed Bella, hating to be away from her when she worked at the sporting goods store. I saw his slight nod at my thoughts.

"I wanted to talk to all of you about a project I would like all of you to participate in. Last night I was going to order some supplies on line for the wedding and I saw something Emmett ---"

Before I could go any further, Edward jumped up yelling "Absolutely not! Esme, this is not appropriate! You can't ask me to do something like this!"

"Edward" I walked over to him and poked my finger in his chest. "You will sit down, and you will not interrupt me again. You may think you know all I have to say, but I would appreciate the respect and consideration I am due as your mother"

I rarely spoke to any of my children like this, so when I did, they knew I meant business. Edward sat down and through gritted teeth apologized.

When I turned back, the others were looking at me with concern. Yes, I suppose they thought if Edward was that unhappy about my project, that none of them would like it.

"As I was saying, I was going to order some things on line last night. When I turned on the computer I found a story that Emmett had started to write. Are all of you familiar with a website called fan fiction?" At their nods I continued. "Now, Emmett was writing a story for the site was…interesting."

Emmett turned to Rosalie saying "see, Rose, Esme liked it!" Rosalie rolled her eyes and I worked hard to hide my smile.

"Well, Emmett, I did appreciate your effort." I told him. "I'm not sure I understood everything, though. Perhaps sometime you can explain what a 'sixty-nine' is?"

I heard Carlisle start to choke.

"Are you alright, my dear?" I asked him. He nodded, while getting his cough under control. I turned back to the rest of the family.

"My idea is that we each write a story for fan fiction. But, I have in mind a particular type of story."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward, his arms on his knees, slowly shake his head several times, and then lower his head in his hands. .

I turned to my oldest son and asked "Emmett, what kind of a story were you trying to write?"

"Uh, Mom." He looked at me, embarrassment on his face.

"Go ahead, it's OK" I told him.

"Well, I was writing por---I mean … erotic stuff. I wanted to write about some of the things Rose and I do, 'cause it's really hot and I really love her. I thought other people might like to know what happens when you're lucky like I am." He turned to Rosalie and gave her a big kiss.

Carlisle looked up at me with shock in his eyes. "Esme, are you saying you want all of us to write…erotic stories?"

"Not necessarily erotic, Carlisle." I looked around the room as I continued "All of us are fortunate to have found our mates. And most of us" I glanced quickly at Edward, "have a very satisfying physical aspect to our love. We are lucky, as Emmett says, and I think it would be healthy for us all to put that in writing. If that means writing something erotic, then so be it. Physical love is a beautiful thing, and I think putting that into words would be a healthy thing for each of us."

Of course Emmett was the first to speak up. "What the hell is the Virgin Mary Edward going to write about?"

Before he could say anything, I turned to Edward saying "Edward, don't say a word!" I looked back at Emmett and sternly said to him "and you need to stop teasing your brother. Edward and Bella may not have the complete physical relationship that the rest of us do, but we've all seen the beautiful affection between the two of them. He can write about that."

"I'm sorry, Esme, but I think this is inappropriate. What Bella and I do is private. It is no one's business but ours." Edward said with exasperation in his voice.

"That's because you don't do anything." Emmett said. I noticed Rosalie poke him in the ribs.

"That's enough, boys. I don't want to hear anymore from either of you" I said firmly.

"Edward?" I turned to him "You might think about including Bella in this project. It would be good for both of you."

Alice spoke up for the first time asking "Can Jazz and I write one together? That actually might be fun!" She began to bounce in her seat.

Jasper turned to her "can't you already see what everyone is writing, Alice?"

"No, I can't" she told him. "I think it's because everyone is still deciding what they will write about. I see the beginnings of a few paragraphs, but nothing is really clear."

I told her I thought it was fine if she and Jasper wanted to write theirs together. I announced that any of the couples could write a story jointly. I secretly hoped Rosalie would help Emmett write a new one.

"Let's see where everyone is twenty four hours from now" I said. "If you want to share your story with the family, that would be nice, but in deference to Edward, if you would rather not, that's alright as well. But I do expect everyone to participate in this." I looked pointedly at Edward when I spoke the last.

The children made their way up the stairs to their respective rooms while I walked over and sat on the arm of Carlisle's chair. "What do you think?" I asked him.

"Esme, after all these years you can still surprise me" he said pulling me down to his lap. "I admit at first I wasn't too sure, but the more I think about it, the better I like it. It really would be good for all of us to verbalize our physical love. It would give us all a fresh perspective that could only be beneficial."

I leaned to whisper in his ear (even though I knew all the children would hear) "let's go upstairs and practice what we can write about." He grinned, stood up and pulled me with him.

A/n: I know, it's not smutty and it's not lol funny, but I had to set the stage. Smut and giggles come later. Reviews make me write faster.