As long as this works...

If indeed there was something to be had with Emmy he didn't want to use the Notebook to change her and maybe ruin something that could have happened through more natural and fun means...

Roy had an idea as to how to do this.

Emmy:

New Rule: If she has any sexual inclinations towards the owner of the Notebook she should nock on his door and make an overt but innocent gesture.

Not sure if it would work but hoping that it did Roy decided to make a few more rules to ensure he would be able to truly enjoy himself in the eventuality that the aituation came to pass.

Roy:

New rule: The owner of the Notebook is not limited in the amount of time he can orgasm in any period of time. He needs no recovery time and only fatigues when he is no longer aroused.

New rule: When the owner of this Notebook inflicts pain in a sexual manner the recipent feels pain amd then equal parts pleasure.

New rule: The owner of the Notebook has a 9 inch penis.

Roy smirked as he wrote that last one and felt a pressure in his pants and had to adjust to fit the new size. As he contemplated any other rules that might help him enjoy the potential upcomimg events he heard a knock on his door.

He closed the Notebook and walked over to answer the door. To his surprise and another conformation of the Notebooks power, their stood Emmy with a shy smile.

Although it seemed she had taken the time to change before comimg over. She stood their in the same white tshirt, but was now wearing a knee length skirt and had her dark hair in two pigtails that draped over her shoulders, and if he wasn't mistaken She had a light shade of red lipstick on and maybe a little blush.

Roy gave her a kind smile and asked, "Well hello there Emmy. Is there something I can help you with?"

A look of confusion crossed over her faced, but it was gone in a heart beat. Probably a result of the Notebook urging her to come here. "Umm, well my dad is gone on a work trip again and my mom is going to be working late... and umm.. well I am bored I guess, so I thought I would be neighborly and come say hi." She covered up her obvious lie with a cute smile.

"Well would you like to come in for a bit?" Roy says with a friendly demeanor.

She nods her head and Roy steps back and gestures her inside before leading her to the kitchen and offering her a seat at the island. Roy opens the frigde and asks Emmy if he can get her anything to drink.

"I have lemonade, applejuice, and water." He turns to her and she responds.

"Oh I'll have some applejuice!" She says happily. Roy pours her a cup and places it on the island in front her. She takes a sip and gets a bit distracted at the large luxurious house. Roy takes this opportunity to make a new rule that might help this along a bit.

Emmy:

New rule: when the owner of the Notebook asks her a question she must answer with the truth.

"Now maybe I can find out what reasons she really has to be here." Roy mumbles to himself.

"What was that?" Emmy asked.

Roy looked up and smiled. "So Emmy why are you actually here?"

Without hesitating she answered, "I have been fantasizing about you for years now and finally had the courage to come talk to you. " Once the words were out of her mouth her eyes went wide with surprise. Apparently not expecting to reveal such a personnel secret so flippantly. Roy raised an eyebrow in surprised delight.

With a chuckle he asked, "And what kind of fantasies have you been having about me?"

Her faced turned red with embarrassment, but she answered nonetheless. "Usually sexual, sometimes just romantic fantasies, but my favorite is about you.... taking me... by ****." She looked away, her face beet red. Just because she had to tell the truth doesn't mean she isn't still embarrassed.

Hearing this cute girl say such kinky things immediately gets Roy turned on, but if this was to continue he needed to let her have her verbal freedom back in order to make this fun. He erased the rule about her telling the truth and the walked around to stand next to her. His height of 6' 3" allowed him to tower over her. He grabbed one of her pigtails and pulled on it roughly so that she had to look up at him. Her beautiful brown eyes big with fear, but she was also biting here lip in a way that could have been arousal.