Lost Part 1

"The woods! Of all things we could be doing, we're walking in the woods!"
Trevor ignored his wife's complaints. She'd been doing it for the past forty-five minutes.

"Are you even listening? I was expecting a romantic dinner, maybe even some sweet lovin'! This is a great way to spend our anniversary."

"Michelle!" For the first time in almost an hour she stopped talking. Trevor's loud voice boomed in the dense woods startling birds. "I wanted to try something different. Obviously I've made a mistake, but all of your complaining is getting on my nerves. PLEASE shut it up!"

"Psh...should have one the usual." she mumbled and continued walking. She liked the outdoors, but not like this. There had to be wild animals around just waiting to eat them.
After a few minutes of silence between them, she had something to say.

"I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have given you such a hard time."

Trevor stopped his angry walk and turned to face her. Even with beads of sweat running down her face and neck she was beautiful to him. In fact, it made her look even sexier. He closed the small gap between them and smiled. Many thoughts were running through his head.



'I've never done it in the woods.' he smirked. "It's alright babe." He kissed her lips gently. "Both of us are hot and tired and you know how us black folks get when we're hot and tired."

They laughed and started to kiss some more. What started our as a sweet gentle kiss quickly turned into a ravenous tongue wrestling match. It never took much for the two to get busy. Suddenly Michelle opened her eyes and saw it... a house.

She pulled away from Trevor leaving him badly aroused and disappointed. "Look baby, a house!"
"You just had to get me worked up." He did all that he could to release the pressure in his pants." Baby, if this is a way out of these woods let's take it! When we get home I promise to blow your mind!"

Trevor found it odd that this house was here in the middle of nowhere. He'd seen enough movies and head plenty of stories to know to be wary of houses in the woods. "You sure about this, Chelle? They could be some crazy cannibalistic hillbillies."

"See, that's why you need to quit watching those dumb horror movies! You're gullible butt will believe almost anything!" She did have a valid point, but it did not put his fears to rest.



"Oh my! You two must be lost." An elderly woman walked out to the front porch of her house.

"We are, my husband got us lost because he wanted to do something different for our anniversary."

The woman chuckled, "Well you're definitely lost. There's not another house for miles."

Nothing felt right to Trevor. Deep inside he had a great sense of danger. That was until he was met with the sweet aroma of cherry pie. The woman noticed him taking in the smells.

"Why don't you two come inside. I just baked some pies and I can help you get out of these woods."
Just like that, Trevor's fears vanished. Baked goods were his weakness.

"So you're celebrating your anniversary are you?"
"Yes ma'am!" Trevor answered with a mouth full. The pie was the best he'd ever ate.



"This pie is amazing." Michelle complimented "You have to share your recipe with me."

"Why thank you, dear. I've been told it's to die for." As if on cue, a sharp pain ran through Michelle and Trevor's abdomen. It was so severe that breathing was almost difficult. They both stumbled out of their chairs and pitifully crawled on the ground.



"What's going on?" Michelle started to cry. "What did you do to us?"
Just as Trevor reached out to grab the old woman, she calmly took a step back and grinned at the two writhing in pain.
And then darkness came.