Annabel carefully walked through the tall forest, checking the traps her lover Edward had laid out to catch unsuspecting rabbits. It had been five months since they were chased out of their home in London. A priest had accused her and her sister Julia of witchcraft, and it was only with Edward’s help that they managed to escape the burning flames.
Crossing the sea, hiking through forests and the alps, Annabel, Julia and Edward managed to reach the northern forests of France. They had managed to escape death, but the forests were far from a comfortable safe haven. In the first few weeks all three of them were on the verge of starvation, cold at night and lost in the darkness with only the moon to guide them. The drizzling rain made it difficult to start a fire and the wildlife feared no man.
Annabel checked the traps that were the closest to the little hut they managed to build. She bent over and her long dark brown hair covered her face. She had a slender figure, yet this was hidden by a long grey skirt. Many men fell in love with her brown wavy hair. She always hated how she couldn’t control it properly, as if her hair had a will of its own.
Plain clothes were the least of their worries. Survival was their top priority. At first they managed to find a cave to hide in, a cave they shared with bats, but through laboring day and night Edward managed to build a small little hut that was just big enough for three people. As the weeks passed by, a small fireplace and chimney were added. Edward engineered small traps to catch game, so that they wouldn’t have to hunt. He even managed to construct some simple furniture, so that the ladies of the house wouldn’t have to sit on the ground all the time. Edward’s ingenuity struck Annabel as a blessing, as she and Julia wouldn’t have been able to flee and survive without him.
As the months passed by, Julia and Annabel managed to find out what wild plants and berries could be eaten by watching other animals. They found a small river from which Edward constructed a miniature channel that rerouted some of the water to flow right passed their hut.
With berries, rabbits, the occasional wild boar, and fish from the river, Julia, Annabel and Edward lead a good life.
Annabel stopped searching the traps. She let out a long and profound sigh. She was frustrated. With the three of them living together so closely, she and Edward hadn’t been able to make love ever since they fled England. It wasn’t until about a week ago they had finally managed to gather enough food supplies without having to worry where breakfast would come from the next morning. With their very survival at stake, it was difficult to find some leisure time.
Even now, the tasks of gathering firewood, keeping the little hut from falling apart and checking all the traps every day while constructing new ones took from dawn till dusk. And just because they had a roof over their heads didn’t mean the construction stopped. Edward was doing his best to construct a primitive kitchen so they wouldn’t have to cook their fish over a fire in a hole.
Holding her breath, Annabel turned around to see if anyone was there. She didn’t understand though why she did that. It had been months and they had never ran across another human being in this forest. Biting her lower lip, Annabel slowly lifted her skirt with one hand and massaged her sex with the other, experiencing the first pleasure she has had in months. She let out a breath and felt every muscle in her body relax. As if it was her first time doing it, she inserted a finger into herself. Oh, the pleasure she felt. Like electricity running through her spine, she gasped for air. She moved her finger up and down, in and out, softly massaging her favorite spots.
Ohh...she thought. Nothing could feel better, she told herself even though she knew that this was a lie.
She thought of the last time she and Edward made love before their lives were turned upside down. He would always know how to push her to the edge. As soon as they were alone, he would hold her tightly from behind, pressing his hard erection against her behind. At first Annabel would protest, but his warm breath on her neck made her quiver with anticipation.
She imagined how he would reach down and cup her sex with the palm of his thick hand.
“Annabel, you are divine,” he would whisper in her ear as he inserted his thick finger into her.
Edward...she wanted to say, but the feelings overwhelmed her, leaving her only panting.
Annabel ripped her eyes open as she reached her climax. Only a fraction of the built up lust over the past months had been satisfied. She wanted to hug Edward’s arm as he fingered her from behind. She wanted to spend all day in bed with him, indulging in their carnal lust. She wanted him to lie next to her, exhausted and basking in the afterglow of their furious love making.
With an unsatisfied sigh, Annabel stood up, padded off the dirt from her long grey skirt and continued to walk.
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An hour later, Annabel returned home with two rabbits.
“Annabel!” her sister Julia came out of the hut to greet her.
Annabel was twenty-four years old and Julia was only two years older. Yet, Julia took after their father and had long straight blonde hair. Julia wore a plain dark blue dress which reached down to her heels. In London, they had many beautiful dresses, and every now and then the sisters would talk about the grand wardrobe they each collected. But after being accused of witchcraft and with no way to be proven innocent, packing heavy dresses was hardly on their minds.
Julia was always the strong willed out of the two. Ever since Annabel was born, Julia always felt the need to protect her younger sister. The only person who had ever managed to go past Julia’s Iron Curtain was Edward. Even when there were disagreements between Julia and their father, Julia would always win. Annabel often wondered where Julia had gotten this strength. Perhaps it was because Julia had the inborn determination to always stand her ground, no matter what. Annabel had always looked up to her older sister for these strong willed qualities.
“I’m back,” Annabel smiled slightly and raised two rabbits she found in the traps.
“That is lovely!”
Annabel looked around. “Where is Edward?”
“Our water supply suddenly stopped. Most likely some beavers built a dam and that has cut off our channel. Edward has gone up the stream to to fix it.”
Annabel nodded, and without saying another word, she went back into the hut.