Late Autumn 2018
As I've mentioned before, the Lodge has a strict admittance policy, with the requirements being mainly based on having a reference that knows and trusts you enough to tell you about the place. A lot of factors went into this, and a lot of girls that came to the Lodge ended up never telling a soul about it for various reasons. Some girls wouldn't understand, some would think it's gross, some would think there's something shady going on, etc.
Because of this, when someone at the Lodge brings up a girl that she thinks may be a good fit, she has to answer a lot of questions about that girl first before even broaching the subject. Is she trustworthy? Does she have any serious beef with any of the girls that already visit? Is she currently in a relationship? And if so is she cool with being open? Most importantly, would she be into this kind of thing? There have been loads of celebs that are out there that I would love to come to the Lodge, but some just do not seem like they would be cool with the free-love environment that was the Lodge.
So imagine my surprise when I got an email one day from Emma Watson.
It was late in the morning, and I had woken up next to Anna Kendrick. The two of us were not feeling the whole 'getting up' thing that morning, and were very not wanting to get out of bed. There had already been a session of morning sex with Anna putting her legs over my hips, and me turning sideways to lazily fuck her. Now we were just laying there, attempting to at least not fall asleep again. I had started going through my emails on my phone to try to wake myself up, and there was one in particular that first jumped out at me.
From: ecdwats
Subject: Introduction and Visitation
"What the hell?" I mumbled to myself. Anna made a half-awake noise behind me, but then nothing else.
I opened the email, the body of which was empty other than one line,
"Hello, I would like to visit your Lodge. Please see attached."
No other text, no contact info, nothing. All else that was there was an attachment of a video file. Now, being as internet savvy as I was, I first assumed this would be spam, and the video would be something very unappealing. But then I figured, who that knew about the Lodge would want to send me something like that? I clicked, and the screen turned dark as the video player loaded. And when the video started, much to my surprise, there was Emma Watson.
She was sitting in a living room. Whatever she recorded this on must have been set on a coffee table, with her on the couch, creating an upward angle that showed only her top half. She was wearing a black, long-sleeved t-shirt, and her long hair was down, with her outgrowing bangs brushed to the side into the rest of her hair. Emma raised a hand and waved at the camera.
"Hi," she began with a smile on her face, giggling a bit, and then straightening out and putting on a more serious expression.
"I'm Emma Watson, but based on what I've already heard about you, you already know that. I was recently, ehh, let's say informed, about your establishment, and I found myself quite intrigued. I know that this might seem like it is coming from out of nowhere, but this is the only way I could think to contact you.
I don't want to go into detail, but I wanted to make a case for why I think I would be a good fit as a...a member? I know I might not seem like the physical type compared to some of the other members, but I assure you I'm up for it. It's always something I've been interested in, and partake whenever I'm able to. Also for reference, I'd be coming alone, no guest passes required, and also I've had all medical clearance taken care of recently, so no physical issues there.
If you would please consider me, please contact me back and we can discuss this in more detail. Thank you so much for your time."
And with that, Emma waved to the camera again, and then the video cut off.
"Who was that?" Anna groggily asked next to me.
"Emma Watson," I said, half in disbelief.
Anna shot up in bed, instantly awake, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
That video hung in my brain the rest of the day. Anna wanted me to play it again so she could actually see it. Then after the video was done, she tried to goad me into contacting Emma right then and there. I didn't, I mulled it over in my mind the rest of the day, must to Anna's annoyance. She thought I was an idiot not to pounce on it. I waited, as hard as it was to do so. Eventually, once the house had quieted a bit, I replied to Emma's original email:
"Hello, I received your email indicating your interest. Let's have a video conference to discuss it further."
I sent the email later that night while sitting in the library, which doubled as my office space. As I clicked the button to send it, I gave a resigned shrug. At that point, I was half-expecting to not receive a reply at all. It was to be the last thing I did that night, and I was all set to click to shut down the computer when it dinged at me again.
"Emma has invited you to a meeting."
I was taken aback for a moment. The thought unraveled in my brain very quickly. Emma was waiting on the other end of another computer, and had basically jumped at the chance to connect directly. For the first time in my recent memory, I felt a sudden influx of butterflies in my stomach. Which was ridiculous, given who I had already been with. Having half a dozen celebrities in my house at any one time? Never gave me pause, but for some reason in this moment I was slightly nervous at the idea that Emma Watson talking to me through a screen.
Maybe it was the idea that I wasn't sure if Emma was actually interested in coming to the Lodge for the same reasons as the others. What if this 'tip' was someone trying to probe her interest, and it backfired? Now Emma was just trying to figure out what was going on so she could expose it or something? At the time, I was very paranoid about this, but nevertheless I knew I had to take the chance. Because let's face it, it was Emma Watson. I'd be an idiot not to. I accepted the invite, and my screen opened a window that showed Emma Watson, looking just to the right of her webcam until she noticed that mine was opened as well.
"Hello?" Emma asked, quickly reaching and pressing some button on her keyboard.
"Hello," I said, attempting to sound less nervous than I was.
"Hi," Emma's mouth curled into a bright smile as she grabbed what must have been a laptop and shifted it to be directly in front of her. She was wearing a dark gray and white striped top, and that was all I could see from the angle. She was pushed up close to the computer, so she must have been seated at a table or a desk.
"Can you hear me?" Emma asked as she pressed another button on the keyboard.
"I can, can you hear me?"
"Yes, perfect," Emma's mouth stayed curled up in a pleasant half-smile even when she wasn't talking.
"So, I received your, hmm, let's say your introduction video?" I looked into the screen as I talked, as did Emma. The problematic webcam angle everyone had was there, so it didn't quite look like she was looking into my eyes, but nevertheless there they were. Emma nodded as I spoke.
