Ancient Greece

The hot sun warms the earth, the stones under the sandals become warm.

Today was especially boring, the heat unbearable. You got bored of sitting at home and went out for a walk. You wandered aimlessly through the streets of your town, walking further and further. Your feet led you to a vineyard. Large clusters of ripe, plump berries—what delicious wine they would make!

You decided to give it a try. It was illegal, after all, since you were trespassing on private property, but who was going to stop you? You ate, rolling your eyes with pleasure. No one bothered you. Every day, when you went for a walk, you wandered into this quiet area and ate the owner's grapes while he wasn't aware.

A new day dawns, you get ready and leave the house, your feet leading you to the forbidden place. As you enter, as always, there's no one there, silence. You were just about to touch the ripe grapes when someone called out to you.

• How long have you been eating me like this? the voice is quiet but confident

You turned around, and a man stood there. He was naked to the thighs, covered below by shiny silk that hid every asset of his masculine body. His long blond hair shone golden in the sun, and his blue eyes studied you.