Jennffer and the shooting lodge

Don't shoot!

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Copyright © 2011, Michael M Wayman

I'm feeling stupid. I'm standing here in the middle of the night. It's cold, although it's summer. I don't know why I agreed to this. Oh, yes I do. How could I not come here?

I'm feeling stupid. I'm standing here next to this little hut.

I'm still feeling stupid. And what do I see coming towards me through the woods? It's a hunter carrying a rifle. How am I going to explain why I'm standing here next to the hunters' hut in the middle of the woods at this time of night? Maybe it's a ghost hunter coming for me.

“Hello Peter!” says the hunter with the voice of Jennffer. “It's me! Peter!”

The hunter comes closer, much closer, and hugs me. Help! I put my arms around the hunter and feel the cold steel of the rifle. It is Jennffer.

“Let's go inside! I gotta key.”

She hangs her gun on a rack on the wall, lights a candle and turns the key in the lock.

“You're wearing trousers.” That is all I can say. Why am I dumb?

She hugs me again. “Aren't you pleased to see me? I'm pleased to be with you again. You are holding me so tight. I like it, I can tell you. And I'm going to tell you something else.”

I'm still dumb.

“Yes, you can't speak. No problem, I will speak for you. You like holding me tight. You are going to kiss me right now.”


“Oh, yes! Peter! You certainly have the right idea. You are also right about my trousers. I don't wear trousers, ever, only when I'm hunting. I've tried hunting in a skirt and it don't work.”


“No! I haven't caught you. You are not a hunted animal. You came to me. You want to tell me that. You want me. You like me. You...”


“You want to tell me that you are worried about something. You are worried, you are a boy, you are so clumsy or so you think. I will teach you to be gentle. Right now!”