Six Sentence Sunday: A strange encounter in the woods....
"I'm sorry about the hard-on," he blurted and my face grew so warm I thought I might actually be sweating. I didn't want to have a conversation with the naked horny man in the woods--especially when the naked horny man's father would skin me alive if he caught the two of us fooling around. Not to mention it was completely unethical. Yeah, unethical. I repeated the word over and over in my head as if that would appease the longing desire to touch him.
"Turning with your mate can be foreplay," he continued, "and you're in heat, so that doesn’t help."
Come back next week for more of the scene! It's a riot.