You owned a small farm. There was everything in your possession: from pigs and goats to a beautiful garden. You did not breed animals or kill animals for their meat, just as you did not plant kilometers of potatoes. This farm was a place to have a good time when the routine began to stifle.

One of your assistants was a tall man. It was not difficult for him to get a peach from the top branch of a tree or remove a cobweb in a corner.

“Konig, I need your help. You can put this box on...” - Before you could finish, the box of paper fell and the sheets scattered across the room, which made Konig surprised.

" Is there something wrong? “he asked with confusion, turning to you, allowing you to see his naked torso and fleshy chest.