Once upon a time in a faraway land, usually only portrayed in outlandish pornography, lived a little girl namedβ¦you guessed it...Little Red Riding Hood. Now Little Red was about 18 years old, straight out of Sherwood Forest high school where she had lost her virginity tackling the whole football team. Now Little Red considered herself an experienced and worldly young woman, so when her father asked her to deliver a basket to her grandmother through the wolf infested forest she was gung ho and unafraid.
It was late afternoon when she set out upon her task, and Little Red was walking, humming a tune to herself when she came upon a group of robbers waiting by the road for a poor unsuspecting victim.
Little Red noticed all three were handsome men, and took it upon herself to break up the charade. "What do you think you are doing?" she asked.
The three men turned and looked at her, obviously surprised.
"Well, lookie what we have here boys," The roughest one said to his companions, "And what shall we do about our little problem?"
He gestured to his smallest partner, a blonde man who looked about her age, who proceeded to get behind her and pin her arms behind her back. The speaker then walked right up and put his lips to Little Red's. "Mmmm sweet" He muttered as he kissed her. She fought, but even to herself it looked half hearted.
"It would appear the little vixen appreciates our attention," he said to the laughter of his comrades, "Perhaps she will enjoy it more if I had some help...."
The young blonde behind her giggled to himself, a little excited with the girl he held before him. Red Riding Hood flashed the rough stranger a glare, half defiant and half daring.
"You never answered my question mister..." was all that the little girl could spit out of her mouth at the moment. Her eyes darting over to the one stranger that hung back, watching his two buddies taunting the girl, then back to the one in front of her. "Are you gonna stand there all day or tell me what's going on here?"
The rough stranger stood before her, a bit irritated at the brash, young girl's attitude at the whole situation. "Well, we didn't plan on coming across such a sweet surprise as yourself, but I'm sure that we'll figure out something to do with you..."
His hand slowly outlined her square jaw, down her neck, then down along the ample cleavage of her breast. Red Riding Hood drew a sharp breath in, watching the bandit's hand curiously, her lower lips slowly parting as she voiced a whisper, "My, my...what big hands you have there..." Her eyes locked on his hands, a lip gingerly drawn beneath her teeth.