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Ruby And The Wolf
The woods were a pitch black as I walked through them back to the cottage. My mother waited for me, as she usually did.  I always walked this path and never felt any fear. I've taken it since I was seven years old.  I had just turned sixteen.  Mother said I was practically a woman now and I needed to watch out for predators lurking around in the distance.  I never really understood what she meant, but tonight I did.  I sensed something or someone staring at me.  I kept up my pace, but as I became more nervous I walked faster. I've heard the legend about the wolf but never believed it.  It was said that he was both wolf and man.  He was hungry the touch of a woman.  A younger woman.  I've always ignored such a story, but now I wasn't so sure.  I was finally a few feet away from home and ran as fast as I could.

"Ruby, where have you been?", my mother asked.  

"Out to the village, mother. I became a little side tracked.  I'm sorry."

"You must be careful. Being out this late is not safe for a young lady like yourself."

"I'm fine, mother.", I tell her, but she wasn't convinced.  

"But the wolf..."

 "I'm fine.". I reassured her once again.  I then kissed her on her forehead and headed into the other room to wash up.

 I dropped my red cloak to the ground and began to undress.  I was tired and sore, from I don't know what, but a nice hot bath would do.  I looked at the reflection of myself in the mirror and held my hands up to my breasts, and ran the down to my hips.  I traced my fingers over my stomach and further to that forbidden spot.  Something I had become quite curious about.  I place my fingers on the one place that was supposed to take your breath away.  I felt a warm sensation wash over my body as my eyes closed, and let out a soft moan. I opened my eyes and locked gazes with it. The wolf.  His yellow eyes stared into mine through the mirror.  I gasped, and looked away.  I then drew the curtains and backed slowly into the bath and climbed in.

I woke up the next morning to the news.  Grandmother had been quite ill for some time and was now in bed.  She had requested I bring her some goodies.  Breads, jams and other things mother had made this last Winter.  She wanted to stock up in case she wasn't able to get out to...