The Second Cottage

Sharyl loved the country. Living in Manhattan could get old with all the concrete, noise, and crowds, so at least once a year, she would rent a cottage in the New England countryside and spend time there all to herself. She would stay nude the whole time she was there as she was alone. She frolicked around the estate and into a grove of flowering fruit trees when she saw a small cottage. She stopped to take a look.

"Looks like it's on this property," she said to herself. She did not see any signs of other people, so she walked over. All of the windows had closed curtains. She went to the door and opened it. She walked in.