Summary: Naomi is a 25years old, well-paid lawyer. Emily is the new, 18years old intern. What will happen when the cock cruncher and the muff muncher meet?
Hey guys! It's been a long time since the last time I wrote something, so don't expect much! I've been thinking about this story for a while and I guess tonight was the night when I finally gathered enough courage to start writing it. It's sort of autobiographical, but at some places I will twist it a little bit. I can't promise that my chapters will be long and beautifully written as some of the other writers', but I will try to update as fast as possible considering that I really am an intern in a law office :D Soo, here it goes... Sorry for my grammer mistakes. My English is not that good. Enjoy :)
Emily knew she was attractive. Not really in the oh-my-god way, but still pretty. Ever since she got out of puberty, she started noticing the attention. The boys were disgusting, little pervs. They didn't really catch her attention, but the girls… oh, the girls. She kind of always has known she is a little bit gay, but after one eventful party, she couldn't ever doubt it again. It started all as a joke. A simple game of "Truth or Dare", but she wasn't the same anymore. The moment her lips touched the other girl's, she just knew. That was the beginning. The following years were marked with a few "serious" relationships and a few one-night stands. She was content with her daily life. Every time she's set her eyes on someone, no matter a guy or a girl, she's always managed to charm him out. Sometimes she wondered what was that that lured the others. Her hair was at shoulder-length and bright red, her eyes were chocolate brown. She was really short. Some of her friends even called her "Em – the midget". A couple of freckles lived on her nose. She hated them, but she found out that the chicks like them, so she kind of learned how to tolerate them. She was artistic. After all she wanted to be a film director. In her free time she played on a guitar, wrote poems, drew and tried to make short films. That was another definite turn-on for the girls. They always want to fuck her, when they find out that she is into films. Her style was described as "alternative", which meant that she had a couple of piercings on her ears, a plug and a few tattoos. That was the other definite turn-on. For her fragile age, she has lived through some serious stuff, which had managed to help her grow faster. She wasn't like the other hormonal teenagers. She knew who she was and what she wanted. So when the summer came, she started working in a law office. It was her dad's idea. She had absolutely no interest in the profession, but it was work and after all, the payment was really satisfying. She started one Monday morning. It all was still in her mind, minute by minute.
Her boss was a nice, 30-something years old woman, who walked her through the office to meet her new coworkers. She knew that a lot of people worked there, but she didn't even think that there will be more than 30 people. She was definitely surprised. The offices were on four floors. Each team of lawyers had a supervisor – someone, who was at a higher level in the hierarchy. He taught them how to work on the different cases and other important things. Every supervisor had special cases, which were only his or hers. In the office worked five supervisors, plus one for the interns. So she started with the basement and the first team. Their supervisor was a small woman, who didn't really talk much. She introduces herself as Tina and that was it. Emily noticed that she kind of looked like a mouse. Something in her made other people feel indifferent to her being. Emily moved forward to the others. There were two girls and one boy, who worked for Tina. They all were really nice, but didn't have enough time to talk to her, because of Tina. She was already giving them different tasks by the time Emily left their office. She also met the brother of the boss. He was disgusting. Five minutes in his presence were enough for her to start hating him. Unfortunately, the people, who worked for him, were also nice and genially interested in her. Emily found out that one of the girls even had the same name as herself. She moved to the other floors. On the top one, there were two offices. The one was huge and full with folders and papers. Everything was in chaos. The supervisor was fat, but Emily could tell, young woman. She yelled at one girl for interrupting her and the way she said the words, showed how full of herself was she. Another person in Emily's "don't-like" list, but it still wasn't over. Everyone from the other office joined the list as fast as she laid eyes on them. There was just something in them, that really made her want to never set foot there again. She didn't even remember their names. The last office she entered was number 6. In the small room were four girls. Their supervisor was a really nice girl, who later Emily found out, was the kinder and most intelligent person in the company. She was 26 and wore glasses, but they gave her even smarter look. One of them had a bright red hair just like hers, but these two didn't catch her attention. It was the one, who stood in the corner. She had the most beautiful, icy blue eyes Emily had ever seen. Her hair was blond and also at shoulder-length. Naomi. That was her name. She was gorgeous. Simply magnificent. Emily's legs turned into jelly, the moment Naomi started laughing at something. The others were really nice and asked her a lot of questions and most importantly they seemed genuine in their curiosity, not like some of the other lawyers. But everything was a bit blurry, all she could think about, was the beautiful smile of Naomi. It was going to be one hell of a summer…