You point towards a beach on the Jersey border. He gets up, carefully, and starts walking to where you pointed, with you still in his left hand. When you get there, he puts you up on a huge rock formation on the side of the beach, while he sits down and leans up against it. You are to his left. When he's about settled, you say, "so what do you want to talk about?" He sighs and says, "Well, I hope you're up for a long story. But first, I wanted to officially introduce myself. My name is Logan." "Hi Logan, I'm ________(fill in your name)."
"Well now that that's over with, here's my story. I grew up on a huge island in the middle of the ocean - whether it was this ocean or an ocean on another planet, I don't know. All I know is that there was a great storm heading towards my homeland and if anyone stayed, they would surely die. I knew it was a long shot, getting in a boat and sailing into the storm to get past it, but it was my best shot. My ship sank and I was treading water for what seemed like an eternity. It was so dark, I couldn't see anything. I remember seeing a really super bright light as the water I was in felt like it was river water going toward a waterfall. I tried to swim against it, but it was no use. It pulled me over the edge. Next thing I know, I'm on a beach somewhere. I try to find food or help, but all I see are people and animals running away from me. The one person I got to talk to was blind and spoke another language. I've been crossing oceans and going to different lands, but all I encounter are little people - no offense. I'm so confused. Where am I? Why is everyone so little? Did I grow in that light, or did I leave my world? How can I get back home?"
You can't help but feel bad for this guy. You decide to ask some questions. "Well, back home, did you ever hear of earth, france, spain, mexico, australia, or say...new york city? If you've never heard of them, chances are - you're from another planet. If that's the case, maybe people are just bigger where you came from. As far as going back...well I don't know when all this happened to you, but I saw what appeared to be this huge metiorite shower about 2 weeks ago. I don't know if that has anything to do with any of this."
Hanging his head, he says, "This is my 14th day here. I don't know. I haven't heard of any of those places. All the prophets back home said it was the end of the world. I thought they were kidding, but I feel like a part of me died. I really don't think there's a home to go back to."
You decide to try to change the subject and try to cheer him up. "Well - I'm really sorry. That's horrible to lose everything you know. But look on the bright side - you found someone who speaks your language and also thinks you're very cute."
He looks up at you on the rock and smiles. "Really? I'm so big and bulky!"
"No, you're perfect. Why don't you lay down. I can sit on your chest and we'll talk a little more."
Logan picked you up and kissed you, smiled, and put you on his chest after laying down. You absolutely loved his touch. You started talking about what you like to do for fun and made a lot of other small talk. You were really falling for this giant. You're not into getting physical right away, but you can't help it -you just reallly reallllllly like him. You start walking on his washboard abs and he laughs, saying how much it tickles. You move around, acting casual, but you're really trying to tickle him even more. After a few minutes of him laughing and you acting innocent and oblivious to your tickling movements, you decide to wander a little further south. Logan looks at you, with questioning in his eyes. You give a reassuring look back. It's almost as if you're telepathic. You both want this and are both shocked because it's not typical activity for either of you. You continue your tickling movements further south and walk over to his hip, where the canopy fabric is tied. After watching you trying to figure out how to untie the huge knot, Logan jumps in and unties it for you. You both laugh. You walk back to his abs and follow his "happy trail" until it ends....now for the good part....
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