My hand gradually finds the snap of your shorts and unsnaps it. Your hand has released mine also. We are in no hurry as we stroke each others body and...begin to work our way into that secret, private zone where our passion is beginning to center itself. Our hands and fingers work their way under our clothing seeking the pleasures we know are hidden there. I stop for a moment and slide your shorts down and off. In doing so, your knees spread apart revealing your shaved, neatly trimmed pussy to. I knew immediately what was on her mind, what her questions would be. I was looking at something I had written several years earlier; a story. A story she was never supposed to find. My heart fluttered with angst when I looked into my sister’s eyes. She said “What the hell is this, and this isn’t the only one.”I’d forgotten to set the hidden properties of my files before I gave her the laptop and now she was showing me that she had found the folders with over a hundred sexual orientated stories. Even though nothing had ever happened there, I still did not feel safe. The dim lighting and confusing echoes made me nervous. Walking quickly with my head up, I clutched the car’s keys tightly in my hand. Suddenly someone grabbed me from behind, pulling me off my feet. I dropped my purse and keys while I struggled with him. His strong hand was hard across my mouth, thus preventing me from crying for help. His arm crossed my torso, pinning my arms aside. Moving quickly, He easily carried me. He shook his head, and crouched low to the grass and brush as he crept through the foliage. In the night, the landscape was his to hunt; deer and the like would soon be his to devour. He’d make sure to catch some animals for the others as well.He went higher. The karstic landscape meant there were rock cliffs, and hard, steep faces of rock he could climb. If he was careful, not even a pebble would know he’d stepped on them, and he could continue higher and higher. Above the forest and brush,.