Chapter 4
Winston's eyelids fluttered open. Something moved in the dark room. For a brief second, Winston thought he was going to be attacked. His body tensed and he prepared to fight.
The curtains parted some a few feet away and Winston's eyes adjusted to the dim light.
Erik stood completely nude at the window, gazing out.
Was this a bout of sleepwalking or was Winston's new friend that bizarre? Winston didn't know what to do. He could pretend to be asleep, or he could call out to Erik. Or he could lay there and enjoy the eye candy. Hopefully the nude man would turn around and Winston could see what the young stud was working with.
Winston closed his eyes and chided himself for lusting after the Southern dream. He listened to the steady sound of the air conditioning for a minute bef
