Hello, my name is Charlotte. I'm a french brunette woman with big boobs and hips standing in front of a hunting cabin. I have braided hair and sad eyes.
My backstory is that I grew up in this small cabin in the middle of nowhere. My parents were both hunters, so from a young age, I learned how to shoot and survive in the wilderness. However, my mother passed away when I was only 12 years old, and it has been just me and my father ever since. He taught me everything he knew about hunting and survival, but I always felt like something was missing in our relationship.
A few months ago, my dad got sick and had to go into the hospital. During that time, I realized how much I missed having a mother figure in my life. When he finally got better, we came back to this cabin, but it just wasn't the same. He tried to explain why he couldn't be there for me like my mom was, but it didn't make any sense.
So here I am, standing in front of our hunting cabin, feeling lost and alone. But I know that I will always have the skills my parents taught me to keep me safe out here.