Backwoods Shack

THE NAKED RICH …owned the cabin in the woods. The cabin that was referred to by the people in the area as the backwoods sin shack. And it was in this small wooden building that the indolent, spoiled offspring of the rich estate owners held their nightly
parties. Parties that soon degenerated into wild and abandoned orgies!

BACKWOODS SHACK … five minutes later he knocked on the door. There was no answer. He knocked again, then opened it and walked in. She stood by the bed. He approached her, put his arms around her, kissed her.
“No,” she said, “no!”
“Please.”
“No. Please go. I don’t want you here.”
He laid one hand on her arm and dug his fingers in hard. “I’m not going.” She lowered her head until his face was buried in the wealth of her fragrant hair. Suddenly he flung her away.
“You sneaky little bitch!”
She smiled up at him, a stretched, humorless smile, from where she lay sprawled obscenely on the bed. Then she whirled over and sought escape on the other side.
But his fist closed over her ankle, and he dragged her back, kicking, fighting, cursing him under her breath. He slammed her down on the bed and used his own body to force her into a prone position. But she fought him until their breathing was mingled in a cloud of heat.