"It's really you….Atlas, my boy...you have grown… so big…." she said in surprise, touching his broad shoulders and muscles.
She kept touching all over his body, feeling up every muscle and fiber he had to offer and she didn't want to stop, roaming all around his back. As both of them were sitting down, face to face, beside the dead tomb.
Atlas didn't bother her antics, gazing at her from an upper angle. It was weird in a way as he was always looking up to her for so many years. She seemed tall, majestic and so charismatic in those times. Don't get it wrong, she still looks heavenly beautiful and her charm oozing like she was a god herself but more in a cute way if to speak.
He remembered the times when she would touch every part of his body during the healing process, after the hellish
