Chapter 4

He slowly sat up and realized he was naked, except for an ivy-colored loincloth at his center. A light breeze found its way between his slightly spread legs and gently tickled his hairy balls and inner thighs. Faint, lute sounds caused him to turn his view to the right. A sugary-coated meadow opened beyond the willow’s stringy and hanging branches. Mossy stumps, clumps of surrounding trees, and a variety of vibrant-colored orchids decorated the half acre of open and candle-illuminated space.

Fireflies and multi-colored butterflies flew in all directions: spinning, gliding, floating. The continuous and melodic lute sounds filled the meadow, becoming louder. Silver moonlight sprinkled intothe area, illuminating the exuberant and floral pinks, purples, blues, and whites. When Steve stood, the frisky wind licked his chest and swirled around his hard nipples, abdominals, and navel.