Chapter Nine. A Study In Scarlett, part two. Two hours before kick-off at 7.45 Scarlett took the railway train from Liverpool Street station to White Hart Lane. There she joined the thousands of other supporters gathering for the big game. Emma had told her she would meet her at the Park Lane end of the stadium as she was intending to test out her new purchase, her Honda 500 motorcycle with the six speeds and 471cc displa...

Chapter Eight. 'A Study in Scarlett.' It was only natural that after six months of trying to adjust to the modern world of 2023, Scarlett Holmes was feeling decidedly melancholy. Her comfortable life and career as the country's best-known and most successful consulting private detective had gone, gone, in the swirling mists of the Reichenbach Falls of 1891, as she plummeted to her presumed death, only to mysteriously emer...

Chapter Seven. 'The Adventure of the Naked Sussex Vampire' It was indeed a rare day when Scarlett Holmes was proven wrong. With a purely analytical brain, it was totally unexpected. This story tells of that rare occasion when she was wide of the mark. x The day had started when Scarlett returned on a wet afternoon to the flat belonging to Doctor Emma Watson in Canary Wharf. She heard what seemed to be heavy moaning and lo...

Chapter Six. The conclusion of The Case of the Five Orange Lips. xxx To say that Scarlett Holmes was bored to tears was an understatement. The private detective from yesteryear had spent a tedious morning researching the ancient Indian practice of yoga. To her, the renowned physical exercise basically involved a series of postures accompanied by various breathing sequences. She closed her book, sat it on her lap, and look...

Chapter Five. 'The Five Orange Lips' The wind howled around the tall apartment block that was Harbour Way, and as the night drew in rapidly, the storm grew wilder and louder, and the rain lashed the windows with a savage ferocity. Emma Watson's stylish flat was on the twenty-fifth floor of the serviced building by the River Thames, and it was her pride and joy. The main room had a contemporary look with hardwood floors, u...

Chapter Four. 'Scarlett And The Devil Worshippers' Emma Watson sighed with relief as she opened the front door of her fashionable apartment overlooking the Thames. She kicked her shoes off and slumped into one of three comfortable armchairs, rubbing her toes in both hands. The wall clock read seven and the morning sunshine was already streaming through the large window which faced East. "Good morning, Emma. I trust you ha...

Chapter Three. 'The Singular Case Of The Screaming Orgasm' "You are quite right, Em-Em. Beau does have the propensity to use his sharp teeth at the moment of climax. Quite remarkable." "Don't I know it?" Emma Watson yawned and then smiled knowingly as she continued to rub the nape of her neck unconsciously. "Wait a minute!" she sat bolt upright in her chair with her jaw dropped. "You, you just read my mind!" Emma looked i...

Chapter One. 'Holmes Falls' London, 1891. It is with a heavy heart that I take up my pen to write these last words in which I shall ever record the singular gifts by which my friend and lover, Miss Scarlett Holmes, was known and distinguished. I, Emma Watson, will be forever indebted to the superlative sister of the world's greatest consulting detective pertaining to our outstanding adventures. Not to mention our mutually...

The Tale Of The Sussex Vampire. London, 1894. Vampira had always had relationships. Friends, family, and lovers. In fact, the statuesque beauty had quite a healthy sexual appetite. For men and women alike. The raven-haired alien female had feelings, desires, and a taste for blood. She was an inhabitant of the planet Drakulon, a world with twin suns and where the Vampiri race drank the blood that flowed in the rivers. By a...

Scarlett and 'The Woman' team up. Paris, 1893. "Can you do the splits, Miss Irene?" "No, I certainly cannot. I do declare this to be the most idiotic idea that you have had thus far." "I quite disagree, my dear Irene. It is exceedingly clever. Would it be possible for a man to infiltrate Le Cabaret Artistique?" Located in the bohemian Montmartre district of Paris the exclusive club was nothing short of legendary even in i...

'Scarlett and the Three Students' It was in the year 1891 that Scarlett Holmes and I spent a few days in the University town of Cambridge. What appeared to be a small adventure turned out to be yet another debauched affair that found myself and my adorable lover fucking our way to its conclusion. x It was a cold early Spring morning, and we were residing in furnished lodgings close to a library where Scarlett was pursuing...

Scarlett and the Six Napoleons "So, Doctor Barnicott, pray to tell at what time in your life did your wife cease to love you, and at what hour this evening do you intend to make love to your mistress?" "What! But, this is preposterous! Who has told you about me? Go on tell all!" The middle-aged man in suit and tie stood up, outraged and befuddled, as Scarlett Homes tapped her clay pipe out at the fireplace calmly. Her tru...

'The Adventure Of The Red-Headed Sex League' London, 1888. Emma's Point Of View. "Have you ever had the good fortune to participate in a sex orgy, Watson?" My mouth gaped open like a fish out of water and I dropped that day's issue of the Times newspaper to the carpet as I contemplated the sudden question. I looked at Scarlett Holmes as she bent to the fireplace and lit a taper that she intended to use to relight her clay...

Chapter Two. 'The Case Of The Speckled Penis' London 1887. Scarlett's Point Of View. My heart was gladdened to have the adorable little fuck bunny Emma Watson in my untidy bed once more. In response to my invitation to my humble London lodgings at 227B Baker Street, my dear lover had joined me for an evening of fun and frolics. "My word Holmes, that is precisely the spot!" Indeed, my perceptive and vigorous tonguing had m...