Erotic Blog: Honey Chest was lost in thought as he followed the small footprints. He was thinking that he needed to get more wood in before the storm fully developed and wondering if he had enough food in case he was snowed in. That was a joke; he could always spend a few hours in his paradise and come home with some type of game. Survival was his way of life and he let that idle thought pass. As he rounded the bend, he thought he saw something lying in the trail. Initially his thought was someone had been dumping trash up here again. He had solved that problem for good he thought.
