A deity could be anything he wanted, anything I wanted, and I shouldn't be scared. What I should do was go back into the woods, only naked, to sacrifice myself to his desire, offering myself for his pleasure. He'd be eager to take me, unable to resist the wanton girl.

Hands like ivy boughs would grip me, taking me by my hips, wrapping around my body, to hold me helpless, and in he'd go, deep inside me, impossibly deep.I lay back on the bed in the warm safety of my room, yet in my mind I was out in the woods, stark naked and powerless to prevent myself being taken.