Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

The Family decided to fill their house for New Year's Eve. They invited friends from school, and their old neighborhood. They didn't expect to have such an expansive house again once they sold the mansion. So, New Year's was as good a time as any for a big party.

"Should we be drinking champagne?" Anu Emmanuel stood with her back to a roaring fire in the home's main living room, Shriya had an arm casually over Anu Emmanuel's shoulder.

"It's not expensive champagne. Just because we live in a mansion, doesn't mean we're rich." Shriya had rosy cheeks, and a certain loss of inhibitions. It wasn't her first sip of champagne that night.

"I just mean, I'm still three years away from twenty-one." Anu Emmanuel looked at her plastic cup with its bubbling, golden liquid.




People milled around the room. Laughter and chatter filled the air.

"Come on, girl. You've got blue hair for heaven's sake. Drink with me." Shriya clanged her cup against Anu Emmanuel's and took a sip.




"Ileana." Shriya smiled over at her girlfriend. "Come have a drink with me."

"Happy New Year, Shriya." Ileana walked over to Shriya, gave her a hug, and kissed her cheek. "But no alcohol for me, thank you."

"Are you ...?" Shriya looked down at the woman's long, formless dress. It was hard to tell if her belly was growing. But then again, she'd seen the woman naked plenty that week, and Ileana's tummy seemed pretty flat.

"No, no. It's prohibited by my religion." Ileana continued to smile as she adjusted her hijab. She looked over at Shriya's pretty friend. The girl was Shriya's age, and seemed innocent enough. But Ileana couldn't read people like she used to. She felt her face growing hot. It was such a short time ago that she'd never had a naughty thought, especially not about other women. Times had changed. "Is your mother around?"

"She's over there." Shriya pointed to the other side of the room, where Anushka stood talking to Sneha and her husband.

"Do you mind if I ...?" Ileana felt so embarrassed asking for permission to leave a teenager. But there she was.

"Go ahead. Run along. We'll catch up with you later." Shriya smiled and waved to Ileana as the wove through the crowd.




"That was weird." Anu Emmanuel frowned at the woman.

"Different cultures, I guess." Shriya shrugged. Her smile widened as Krishan strode up to them, arm in arm with Hansika.

"Does the clock sound louder to you tonight?" Krishan casually took Shriya's cup from her with his free hand and took a sip.

"It does." Hansika nodded, looking down at Krishan's profile.




Shriya paused to listen. Now that he mentioned it, she could hear the ticking even over the buzz of conversation in the room. "It does seem more prominent."

"Um ..." Anu Emmanuel couldn't hear any clock with the cacophony in the room. She could just hear the fire cracking and popping merrily behind them.

"Five minutes to midnight," someone in the crowd yelled.

"Hello, Anu Emmanuel." Krishan looked over at Shriya's friend, as she stood there awkwardly. "You don't hear it?"

"Um ... uh ..." Anu Emmanuel wondered at the way Krishan's sister-in-law looked at him. Hansika seemed to be just as infatuated with Krishan as Anu Emmanuel was. But that was impossible. "Um ... well ... hello."




"Actually, I've been meaning to talk to you." Krishan dropped Hansika's arm, handed his drink back to his sister, and reached a hand out to Anu Emmanuel. "Got a minute?" With each tick-tock the clock grew louder.

"Sure." Anu Emmanuel blushed profusely, and took Krishan's hand.

"I'll be right back." Krishan winked at his smirking sister and his frowning sister-in-law. He led Anu Emmanuel through the crowded room, out into the hall, and down the basement stairs. Mercifully, the basement was empty. The clock tick-tocked its way toward midnight somewhere in the house.