Liam overlooked the scenic view of the lake from his small camp. The small campfire was the only source of light as the last rays of the sun receded behind the mountain range. The smooth opaque surface of the water showed a reflection of the first stars that pierced the heavens. He inhaled deeply, taking in every scent and sound of the wilderness around him. The woods were so calming, while he didn't dislike people he enjoyed the solitude of nature.
Liam laid down on his sleeping mat, listening to the crackling fire as he stared at the stars. He wondered about his decisions in life. He scratched his stubbled chin and let the stress seep out from his bones. He heard a small twig snap somewhere on the bank of the lake. Liam sat up to look towards the sound. However, he couldn't see anything, as the darkness of night covered the valley. Liam pulled out a 9mm pistol in case it was wolves. He sat in complete silence for a moment, after hearing a chirp from a squirrel he relaxed.
"Good, y'all are still in the valley." Liam mused to himself.
He knew that birds and squirrels go completely silent if wolves or cougars are in the area. Even though Liam relaxed, he kept the pistol close, just in case. He closed his eyes and let the mistress of sleep whisk him away.
It wasn't long before Liam began to dream, he heard two deep feminine voices talking to each other.
"He's cute." One said.
"Yeah, he is, a little skinny but he has a certain rustic charm you know?" The other said.
"Do you think he'll think I'm cute?" The first one asked.
"Of course." The other answered.
"I think he'd like our camp over this one." One of them giggled.
"Hey mister, do you want to come visit our camp?" The voice whispered to him.
Liam envisioned two large, busty women beckoning him over.
"Yes..." He murmured.
The two voices giggled and he felt their hands pick him up and carry him away. This dream was very vivid, but he'd had similar dreams before where he could have sworn he'd been actually kissing women. But dreams are an escape and Liam just enjoyed it.
After an hour or so he felt the hands lay him down on something soft, it felt almost like fur. Liam snuggled into the soft, warm surface. He groaned as he rubbed his face in the furs. In his dream he was in a teepee like structure with fur bedrolls.
"Would you like to snuggle into something else?" One of the voices asked.
"Mmhmm, sure" He said sleepily.
Liam could have sworn he felt warm, soft skin on his cheek. While this was the most realistic dream he'd ever had, he wasn't going to waste it so he sluggishly wrapped his arms around the woman. He felt her voluptuous thighs, they made the perfect cushion.
"Are you cold my dear?" He heard the other voice say.
Liam just groaned as he lovingly stroked her thighs.
"I'll take that as a yes." The voice cooed.
He felt the warmth of soft skin pressed against his back. Liam dreamed that he was between two sultry amazons. Then he fell into the deepest sleep of his life.
When Liam woke up he saw he was no longer in his own camp but in some kind of longhouse. He panicked for a brief moment as he looked up to see a buxom cyclops. She was still asleep.
"What the? Was it all a dream?" He whispered to himself.
