THE WANDERER

CRATERS

There was a light buzz accompanied by a beep. The sound wasn’t loud or disturbing, but it was sufficient to disrupt his sleep. The look on his face wasn’t that of disturbance, it was of comfort and euphoria.

He pulled his arm from under her as she unconsciously adjusted her body while she slept. It was a glorious night of ecstatic passion between the two.

He gently slid through blankets, stood tall, and walked toward the direction of the sound. Standing tall, he had broad shoulders, massive arms, a huge chest, chiseled abs with a V-shaped torso. He had a tiny waist, muscular legs, and a towering physique. He had the body of a Greek god, perfectly carved.

With a physically imposing physique and a physically appealing body, he was a man in every sense of the word. His appearance alone was enough to get any girl excited, or boy....if they’re into that kind of stuff.

He graciously went to the table displaying the holographic images, touched a particular surface of the table, and said,

Yes