My neck of the woods

Under the bright moonlight, I stripped off my clothes in front him slowly. First, I undid my hair letting my long red hair fall down. Then, I unbuttoned my blouse and threw into the bushes. I loved making love in the woods. The darkness behind them never revealing the true horrors it hides. As a human, I knew the woods masked all the demons that world refused to see or find. One did find me in life and turned me into a beast that only moonlight can touch. My well tanned skin turned to alabaster, but the contrast to my red hair went hand and hand. He put his hand across my breast for a moment. There was a day when his hands were as warm as the sun, and I could feel the heat of them against my cold body. I used to love that about him.

“You next sweetheart”, I said.

He always listened to me, but always took everything. His bare naked body basked in the moonlight reminded me of a Greek statue. It was his marine build that always got me. I’m a sucker for a strong man in a uniform, I guess. I rubbed his manhood whispered things into his ear that could make even a foul tongued sailor blush. He always whispered back with things that got my cold heart to catch aflame.

“Dear...”, he spoke to me, “We should eat first.”

I nodded as he gestured to the girl at our feet tied up. She cried and begged like they all did, but it wouldn’t matter. It never did to me.