Who am I?

I've been walking around this forest for a good while now. I have no idea where I am or how I got here. Or where I'm going. I woke up on the ground with a splitting headache. Then, I started walking hoping to find something that looks familiar. But it feels like I've never been here before. Wherever here is.

"Alexa! There you are!" Lost in my thoughts, I didn't see a man approaching. He was an older black man with short black hair and a beard. Well, older than me at least. "I've been looking all over for you!"

"Excuse me, sir, but I don't rightly know who Alexa is but if you could show me how to get out of these danged woods, I'd be obliged."

He looked confused and walked up to me. "What do you mean? You're Alexa!"

"No, I'm... I'm..." I was drawing a blank. "Who am I?"

"Oh lord, when you fell you must have hit your head!" He suddenly pulled off my hat.

"Hey! Keep your hands to your--Ow!" Feeling my head, he found what felt like a pretty big knot.

"Do you have amnesia? What do you remember?"

"Touch me again and I'll knock you into the middle of next week looking both ways for Sunday!"

"That's...new. No matter. Are you saying you don't remember me?"

"I don't know you from Adam, Mister. But Alexa? That name does sound...familiar. My head's all foggy.... Oh, it's gettin' late. I need to get home. If I'm late, Mama's gonna be madder than a mule chewing bumblebees!"

"Mama? You never talk about your mother. What do you remember?"

"Why are you acting like you know me?"

"Because I do. I'm James. We've lived together for the past year."

"What in tarnation?! Mister...James was it? While you are a rather...handsome man--" Why am I blushing and suddenly feeling all tingly between my legs? "--I wouldn't be shackin' up with some guy old enough to be my Dad. I'm just seventeen."

"Alexa, you turned nineteen two months ago. I got you that hiking outfit you're wearing as your birthday present."

I then took a good look at what I was wearing. I had never seen these clothes before!

"This doesn't make a lick of sense! Are you sayin' I lost a whole TWO YEARS?!"

"What do you remember?"

"I'm seventeen. I live with my Mama on a farm out in the country. We raise chickens, cows, and pigs."

"Well, you've never talked about your home life before. Just that you and your mother had a big fight over something."

"A fight? I remember now. There was a farm hand named Luke. A musclebound idiot that thought he was God's gift to women. I knew Mama fancied him but I found out that he fancied me more. He showed up at the house while Mama was in town and came in my room saying he wanted to talk. Hoo boy, he wasn't interested in talking. Mama came back in the nick of time. She found him on top of me after he had pulled my shirt off. I shoved him off of me but before I could say anything, he said I came onto HIM! And Mama... She slapped the taste out my mouth and called me a big titted whore! That's why..."

"That's why you ran away." Suddenly, he hugged me. His strong arms holding me in a warm embrace felt familiar. It felt...safe.

"...Daddy."

"So, you are still in there, Babygirl."

I turned beet red and shoved him away. "I don't know why I said that."

"C'mon. Let's get back to the car before it gets dark."

I sighed. I did NOT want to be in these woods at night so trusting him was my only choice. "Okay, but no funny business, Mister!" He chuckled and walked off. I quickly followed. "So, say I believe you for now. Why on Earth were we in these God forsaken woods?"

"You had wanted to go hiking for awhile and finally worked up the nerve to do it. See, you have a bad fear of crowds. Apparently, you were home schooled and rarely left your house. The fact that you were able to get on a plane on your own is amazing considering. Anyway, you rarely leave my house as well but I've been encouraging you to get outside of your comfort zone. We came up with this hiking trip as a way to get you out of the house without having to deal with people. And you where having fun at first. Then, you fell. You got too close to the edge of a steep hill, tripped, and fell a long way. By the time I found a safe way down there, you were gone."

"Hmm. There's one thing not addin' up. How do I know you anyway?"

"We met online about two years ago in a BDSM subreddit. I almost stopped talking to you when I found out you were only seventeen. But you were so lonely. Still, I kept things PG until you turned eighteen." He pulled out his phone and started messing with it. "Then, you sent me this." He handed me his phone and I was shocked at what I saw!

There I was naked as a jaybird! "Oh my god! I sent you this?!"

"Yes, you did. And our talks became rather sexual at that point. You were quite the horny girl. But the day you had that fight with your mom, you messaged me really upset. You told me you needed to leave but didn't know how or where to go. I offered to give you a place to stay till you figured things out. I even paid for your Uber to the airport and your plane ticket."

"You mean to tell me that I not only ran away from home but I came runnin' to some guy I met online? Sounds like I don't have the sense God gave a goose! Well, it looks like you didn't harvest my organs or sell me into slavery so I guess things worked out. So...I was a horny girl, you said. I guess that means we..." I couldn't bring myself to say it, though judging from the heat between my legs I knew the answer.

"Of course. We have sex a lot. You really enjoy it." I blushed, again. 'Though I honestly had no intention of that happening when I offered for you to stay with me. I was just trying to help you out. And you were so nervous around me when you first showed up. Definitely not the horny girl you were online. Ironically, it was our argument over sleeping arrangements that broke the ice."

"What do you mean?"

"I insisted that you take my bed while I slept on the couch. You said you weren't going to kick me out of my own bed. But then you stumbled and we both ended up falling into bed and I landed on top of you. Finally getting my hands on you even accidentally made me get hard and you noticed. Then, you actually asked to see it. You'd seen a picture of it before but you wanted to see it in person. One thing led to another, and yeah. We had sex."

"Oh lord, I gave it up without even having a date! Am I some kind of slut?!"

"Of course not. That was definitely your first time. And when I accidentally came inside you, you freaked out. After I got you some Plan B, you suggested we give anal a try until you could get on birth control."

"I let you in the backdoor, too?! And it was my idea?! Ain't no way in Hell!"

"Since then, we've had sex at least once a day. Usually a few times a day. And you've gotten really good at it."

"Gee. Thanks." Finally, I saw a black car in the distance. "Is that your car?"

"Sure is. Let's go home."

"...Home."

We got in the car and I fastened my seatbelt. He put the key in the ignition but hesitated. "You still don't fully believe me, do you?"

"Not really if I'm bein' honest."

"Well, I do have a way to prove it."

"How would you do that?"

"Just close your eyes. I'll tell you when to open them."

"I guess I'll play along." I closed my eyes. Then, I heard him unfasten his seatbelt and another sound. A zipper?

"Open your eyes." I opened my eyes and was shocked at what I saw.

"Sweet Jesus!"