Author: Nikki
The air was charged by the distant call of the night bird, his face was obscured, but I knew he was looking at my chest. Each side stretching recently matured to different sizes. ‘Hansel come lay with me like the old women taught us when we were children,’ I said. He closed the door and leaned against it. ‘You’re not my wife Gretel,’ he said. ‘I’m more than your wife, I’m your sister.'”
“I knew he would not leave this place. He would relent and choose to be inside me like he had many nights before. If not, I would flay his meaty forearm, roll it like a stick of licorice, and insert the flesh between my legs. Hansel is my soul. Love only the branch of a Willow tree could conjure. Brother, you will be inside of me tonight.”
whoa.. the concept of how Hansel n Gretel groomed into incest.. This post might be short but I like it a lot!