Rambley X Mollie Novels & Stories

Mollie gave Gia a suggestive look, indicating the well-prepared excellent spot for her. Gia approached hesitantly, feeling an unsettling gaze that made her uncomfortable. During lunch break… Gia quickly entered Mollie's office, closed the blinds, and shut the door tightly. "What's the matter?" Mollie thought Gia came to bring her a gift, crossing her arms and smiling. "We're family, no need to be formal! Even though I'm your distant aunt, we're both Chapmans. It's natural for me to help you! By the way, what did you bring me as a gift?"

I left my smutty novel in the stroller to my left and I noticed Molly tucked hers in Phoebe's stroller. As Molly talked, so much more outgoing than I am, I looked her over. She was tall, taller than me, but not much. Thin but athletic, not scrawny. As she moved there was muscle definition in her arms. She wore shorts and a tank top, light blue, new. Molly had no bra and as she moved her arms talking the action of the fabric raised her nipples, which were unusually long and fat on her nearly non-existent breasts. I've always looked at other women only to compare them to myself. I keep my blonde hair just above my shoulders and Jim tells me my hazel eyes are seductive. I've got a curvy frame a

you know? I straightened in my chair anyways, determined to not show him just how much a mere look at me could affect me. Mollie went on, "I literally came here on an empty stomach so I would not be full enough for more food. And I get here to meet you two in a staring contest, looking like you both want to rip each other's heads off?" She looked between us and then slapped the menu close. Then she gasped. "Wait. I got that wrong didn't I? It's obviously not the heads you guys want to rip off…"

Christian I stand frozen as I watch Molls disappear over the side of the bridge, as her feet leave the air she grabs hold of Amy's top pulling her with her then her terrified eyes meet mine and I snap out of my still state and move my ass like never before to reach her but before I can reach her a hand snaps out and grips her arm and holds on tight.

Runa chuckled. “Good idea.” Molly joked. - So they weren’t going all spontaneous like the last get together. Molly wore a yellow sundress that was not too short and not too long. Her dirty blonde hair was in a bun and she placed light mascara on with a few blush. Whilst Runa wore a red dress, some red lipstick and once again she decided to wear some expensive sparkling red heels again. She straightened her hair and placed just mascara on it. “You look so good. I’m so happy you’re home.” Molly said, pulling her in a hug.

She came without any hesitation, that was Molly, the ever lot and faithful best friend. If there was ever an award for friend of the decade, Molly had it in the bag. "Hey, guys." Molly's cheerful voice broke our silence as she sat next to me with her lunch of just a green apple and yoghurt. She had on light blue palazzo pants and tight, black shirt tucked into it, emphasizing her slim waist. A black beanie sat atop her head, covering the top her chestnut locks. A gold locket sat on the swell of her breasts. Molly Roberts was hot and she knew it.

Carmen tried one more time to pull herself away, but Molly had linked her arm around hers, making it nearly impossible to detach from her bothersome friend. “Come on!” Eventually, standing in front of the racks, Molly let go of Carmen and started chucking any dress she deemed cute, sexy, or just suited for the workplace, the one Carmen still needed to start attending. “Ugh!” Carmen sighed, hardly keeping up with Molly’s rapid swings. “You’re so annoying. Hope you are aware of that.” Molly gave her a sideway glance, smirking. “Of course, I am aware of that. That’s why we get along so well. You’re as exciting as watching paint dry, and I’m as mundane as the next binge-worthy show on N*****x.”

“You ride the float, you get to sneak a bite. You want some?” She carefully tied the paper prize to another cane. Nicholas’ first instinct was to decline what was just sugar and more sugar. But instead, he held out the palm of his hand. “Just a little.” Molly grinned and broke her candy cane in half. “The purple and green are the tastiest.” She discreetly handed him the candy cane piece and he broke out into a huge grin. “Molly Carmichael. Such a rebel.” Molly winked and it seemed as if she was going to say something, but their conversation was interrupted by Hannah’s shouting voice coming from the driver’s side of the float. “Are you guys ready? The float’s about to move!”

she said using the invisible bind to pull Naomi and Alex closer to the table. Molly forced them down on to her knees, placing a large ceramic bowl before them and picked up a book off the table. Next she picked up the athame and with a malicious glint in her eye she got within breathing distance of Naomi, the twisted glee in her eyes shining in the fires glow. "I hope you don;t have a problem with blood" said Molly, smiling her disturbing smile "There is about to be a lot of it" "Mommy" Naomi heard Alex say from within her arms

Her delicate, pale fingers pulled one out, trembling slightly as she lit it. Molly had applied ointment to her knees, but the small scars would remain. She didn’t mind anymore. Right now, all Molly wanted was to make money. Once she saved up 50 million dollars, she’d leave the industry. She would repay what she owed Ocelotte and take her grandmother to the countryside. Maybe she would marry an honest man, or maybe she’d grow old alone. Who knew? With her small, palm-sized face, Molly's features glowed faintly in the dark of the night. She relaxed as she took a drag from the cigarette, exhaling the smoke.