7. An offer of help

“Hello there.”

Lygia nearly jumps out of her skin. Leaning against a tree is a man. He nearly blends into the dark of the forest, before her eyes adjust to looking at him only the whites of his eyes are visible. He steps forward, allowing the moonlight to illuminate his dark skin. His smile is wide and toothy and slightly sinister. His hair is carefully drawn back in dreads bound behind his head with a leather cord.

“H–Hello.”

“I don’t mean you any harm. It seems like you could use some help, wandering as you are, naked, through the woods at night…”

“Oh…” Lygia shakes her head. The first thought that came to her was to beg the man to fuck her. Her body was still so hot with desire. But she desperately wants her better self to prevail.