The Littlest Red Hood Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Littlest Red Hood Part 2

... Cordelia’s turn to be quiet. They had stopped walking about ten feet from Helen’s house. She wasn’t comfortable with him knowing that that was her nickname. She wasn’t even comfortable talking about her position in the Red Hoods. “It’s true then. All of it is true. I had heard that she had red hair, but I had also heard that she was as big as a tree and the meanest thing alive,” he said, giving a harsh laugh. “I knew you were part of the Red Hoods and I wondered if it was you when I saw your hair, but you’re not as big as a tree and you do not seem that mean to me.” He wouldn’t even look at her now. She took a deep breath, “Helen didn’t tell you or your mother anything about me? I mean really? Even after meeting me last night she didn’t tell you who I was or what I did?” Her voice was harsh and disbelieving. “Remember I had a falling out with my mother and I hadn’t seen her in years before she died, so no, I didn’t know. I asked Aunt Helen about you this morning, but she told me it was your story to tell; not hers.” He took a couple steps closer to her and continued, “Then I walk through the village and I hear everyone talking about you. They are saying that the Bishop was upset with you for being foolish. I asked a couple people and they were more than willing to talk about you.” Micah gave a harsh laugh, “They said you may be the youngest captain ever in the Red Hoods, but you are the most ruthless, the most thorough, and that you would never do anything that stupid. You ...

... would never go for a run without a weapon.” Cordelia was pacing, than swung around to face Micah. “How dare they talk about me? How dare they share tales that they have no business sharing? Yes, Micah, I am the Red Riding Hood! Yes, I am the youngest captain ever in the Red Hoods history and you know what? I enjoy killing the monsters, and yes, I messed up!” She turned taking two steps away before turning back snapping at him, “I’m sorry I was a tiny bit distracted last night. I was kissed by two guys in less than fifteen minutes of each other. I went for a run; I forgot to bring a weapon. I made a mistake and the Bishop is mad at me!” His voice was calmer and less accusatory, “Cordelia, you’re allowed to make mistakes. You’re only human. Are you really as ruthless as they say you are?” She threw her hands up in the air, so exasperated with this conversation. ‘Why is this so important to him?’ “I have a question for you. What else have you heard about me?” His expression changed minutely, but she noticed it. “I know that I kissed you, but who was the other one? It was your friend Cade wasn’t it? I could tell last night that he liked you. For my part in this, I am sorry.” “Thank you for your apology, but I would rather not talk about it anymore,” she said, picking up the bandages she had dropped. “Alright,” he said, and walked to the house. Cordelia cleaned and bandaged Helen’s leg while she rambled on like she always did, but today Cordelia didn’t pay any attention to her. ...