The truth about little red riding hood and the wolf. I was deep in the forest and it was getting dark, light was running scarce. Only my red cloak and hood shielded me from the fierce cold. There was a crackle behind me, I couldn’t help but feel something was following me. I looked around
Lake House Memory
All characters are 18 or older.Chapter 1The cabin was just as I remembered it, frozen in time. It was my mother’s summer cabin growing up, built by her grandfather and used for decades by the family on the lake. It had been the site of countless summer vacations, family reunions, and at least one marriage
Cabins by cometo
A man gets a boy for his sexual pleasures The following is the beginning of a story involving a man taking advantage of a young boy. If this is not for you then leave. It’s quite dark but if know you can handle that, then feel free to read. A delivery has just been made
Cabin Fever
The ride to their little hunting cabin might have been the longest journey of Leah’s life.Tucked out of the way, off of one of the rarely used logging roads, their secluded hideaway was perfect for what the next few days had in store. Leah could feel the beginnings of her heat stirring low in her