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Chapter 9 by Blackskull

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Roberts in the news

Emma Stone ran down the street, holding on tight to the newspaper she had spread across the naked front of her body. Unfortunately for her, the tighter she held on to it, the more the paper screwed up, and the less it covered.

Behind her ran Emma Roberts, covering only with her hands, causing her to take small steps in order to hold them in place. Her tiny steps were, however, very fast and let her keep up with Stone.

"Come on! We can share it!" Roberts called.

"Not a chance!" Stone shouted back. But despite her insistence on keeping the paper, a page slipped free and flew back, hitting Roberts across the face and flying behind her.

"Hey!" Roberts was annoyed, before realising this was actually what she wanted. She skidded to a halt and turned back, to see the page get caught by a gust of wind and blow into the road. "No no no! Come back!" Roberts checked both ways quickly and ran into the road, reaching for the paper, which kept moving just out of reach.

She followed it across to the other side of the road, and onto the next pavement, where it finally wrapped around a lamppost.

"Oh, thank god!" Roberts sighed, pulling at the paper. It ripped in several places, but she managed to pull it free. Holding the page, Roberts finally looked around. There were quite a lot of people, all watching her.

"Hi." Roberts said, putting on a false smile to try and hide her embarrassment. She wrapped the page around her waist, it was so torn that it just about covered her pussy, but nothing else. She resorted to wrapping her arms over her small breasts again.

"Emma Watson?" One of the people in front of her asked.

"No!" Roberts exclaimed, "I don't look anything like... never mind!"

She turned to leave, and Emma Watson ran right into her, knocking both of them to the ground.

"Where did you come from?" Roberts gasped.

"The house." Watson replied.

"I thought you went a different way?"

"I did, but..." Watson looked to the side, Roberts followed her gaze and saw the door to the studio standing open a few metres away.

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