Along the mountain peak, heading down.
There's a vast, flat plain.
Dirk Carter left his mark on every inch of "land".
Finally arriving at the hidden haven within the dense forest.
Gently unveiling the last layer of cover.
The grass was lush, the creek murmured softly.
Last time, his senses were blurred.
Such a beautiful view, yet he hadn't really appreciated it, leaving him with a sense of regret.
This time.
Dirk Carter crouched down, spreading apart two jade-like legs.
He stared at the small patch for a long time, marveling that Jeanette Houseman's petals were among the most beautiful he'd ever seen.
"Stop staring, it's embarrassing."
Jeanette Houseman finally couldn't hold back, shyly uttering these words from the bed.
Dirk Carter slowly stood up.
Clothing dropped away one by one.
At that moment.
Jeanette Houseman's breathing became rapid.
When Dirk Carter displayed his impressive form.
Jeanette Houseman's pretty face turned crimson.
