Gods and Goddesses

"W-W-Who are you?" I manage to stammer, still covering my eyes to keep away the light. The light is now so intense, that even with my hands covering my eyes, the light shines through. Its as if my hands and eyelids aren't even there, and I'm staring directly at a star ten times as bright as our Sun.

A deep laugh fills the house, shaking the floor beneath my feet. Suddenly I feel something soft between my feet, and the sound of roaring water all around me. Is that wet moss and grass beneath my feet? The blinding light is gone. I open my eyes slowly, and gasp in shock.

I am standing on a floating rock above a rushing river, the most magnificent waterfall I've ever seen surrounding me on all sides. But that doesn't even compare to the two figures in front of me. The first is a tall, muscular man, wearing a golden cape, a gold brooch over his chest and a golden crown on his head. His left hand holds a giant bow, with a quiver of golden arrows behind his back. His whole outfit sparkles in the sunlight, and he is easily the most handsome man I have ever seen.

But my eyes naturally stray to his side. On his right stands the most gorgeous woman a man could ever imagine. Her long golden blonde hair flows past her shoulders, ending in perfect curls, a few strands sexily blowing across her face. Her large, clear blue eyes seem to shine, her straight nose and full, red lips completing her flawless, young face. Her white robes flow down her body, ending just above her ankles, showing off her sexy golden heels. The robes are cut off at the shoulder and have a deep v-neck, allowing me to marvel at her spotless, radiant skin. The breeze flutters her robes across her chest, and I know that beneath lie a delicious pair of breasts.

"Finished staring yet my child?"

Her voice brings me back to reality. I realize I've started to drool.

"Yes-uhm-I mean, where the hell am I?" I say, as my situation registers in my brain.

"Your amidst the most beautiful waterfall in the world, Iguaza Falls in Argentina my dear. A place that was created by us," answers the woman.

Her voice is low and gentle, with a natural huskiness to make any man devout his attention to what she has to say.

"Created by you?" I stammer back.

"Yes, by us. The Gods," says the man, his booming voice easily drowning out the sound of the massive waterfall around us.

"And Goddesses" says the woman, smiling. Her perfect white teeth flash between her sexy lips, flooding my mind with sexual images. God, this woman would drive me crazy even if she was just a statue, I think to myself