Josh Emmett Height Novels & Stories

Jones. “My name is Emily Wats.” Joshua’s eyes popped as he heard her name. He turned around to look at the girl. But the the girl seemed to be taller and very very skininy. “No it’s not her. I probably misheard,” he thought. “I just recent transfer to this school,” said Emily. “Ah, the MVP from the middle school I so heard of. Well come on in,” said Mr. Jones, ushering her in. Emily pulled back her hood and she lifted up her head.

Like I’ve been tensely holding mine while squinting at her. “Okay, I’ll try and get you up. Here.” I slide down and put an arm around her, mind on a focus and trying to get my shit together, for her, for Jake. Emma isn’t a big girl, besides the bump. She’s a little shorter than me and despite her curvy figure, she is quite petite. I’m not overly tall or built, but I am strong and athletic, and I am fairly sure I can get her up and mobile to a comfier room. I aim to try, anyway.

I thought we’d be going out to eat, but apparently we were eating here. I’d never been so nervous in my life and I just hoped like hell this went by quickly. Beth’s dad came in and he towered over me, he easily had to be 6’6 or so since I was 6’2. This explained Beth’s height at about 5’9. “Hey there, I’m Matt,” he said, sticking out his hand. “Nice to meet you sir, I’m Heath,” I said shaking his hand. He let a huge laugh, moving toward Liz who was holding a glass of lemonade for him.

I was staring directly at his chest and I fought the urge to reach over and hug his waist to plead with him to stop all the games but no, that would be me submitting to narcissism or whatever it had just grown into right now. "Done venting?" he asked me "Out of my way Emilio." I said to him as I walked around his towering figure. I must have failed to mention that I was a 5"4 and he was towering at 6"2. Perhaps that would assist in comprehending how really tall he was and he was hell muscular. Like how on earth does a man look this good and I am expected to give him up. Well I might have walked away quickly on my near half run had he not caught me by my shoulder and turned me roughly to face

But it did dry my tears faster. “Are you sure it’s all good? We can go?” Joel asked. They were all tall, but he took it to another level at six feet eleven inches. Joel used to play basketball in a national team. But even he said he could be so tall among men here, but he could never be taller than the average American Joe. He decided to shoot his balls in the boardroom.