Scarlett
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(Inspired by the book and movies Lolita) Warning: This story may contain offensive and inappropriate, mature and sexual themes. Reader discretion advised. This is the story of a 45 year old man who becomes infatuated with a 15 year old girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Carlisle is a history professor. He was only ever in love once, when he was a young boy. About 14. She was beautiful, mature in both body and mind. She had long, thick, dark brown hair. Bone straight. Long tan legs and a smile that could break your heart. A full lower lip with a thin upper lip that would make you melt. They spent 2 summers together before she was in a tragic car accident and died. Since then, Carlisle hadn't found anyone as enchanting as her. Until Scarlett. With long, bone straight, thick, dark brown hair like his first love. Tan, long legs. She was the spitting image of her, only even more beautiful. Scarlett had a blonde streak hidden in her beautiful mane, making her unique. Her eyes where hazel, unlike his first love's brown eyes. Scarlett's lips looked softer, but still with the signature thin upper lip. When Carlisle's eyes met hers. He knew he must have her. Like Scarlett lace, he wanted to be completely wrapped in her essence.
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