Someones shaking me gently. Chris? Chris?, calls a deep voice. Odd, it feels like huge fingers are stroking my cheek. Am I dreaming about giants again?
My eyelids flutter open. Where am I? Hes back!, declares Dad in relief.
The first thing I see is Bamm-Bamm leaning over me. His large eyes are filled with worry and his breath is warm on my face. Hes standing, cradling me against his chest in his brawny arms. Above my eyes loom his swollen chest muscles, bulging huge under their dense ginger thatch. The rich man-stink wafting from his hairy arm-pits reminds me he just did 2,000 pushups.
Are you OK?, the colossus asks, stroking the hair back from my face with his giant hand. You had me worried!
My eyelids flutter open. Where am I? Hes back!, declares Dad in relief.
The first thing I see is Bamm-Bamm leaning over me. His large eyes are filled with worry and his breath is warm on my face. Hes standing, cradling me against his chest in his brawny arms. Above my eyes loom his swollen chest muscles, bulging huge under their dense ginger thatch. The rich man-stink wafting from his hairy arm-pits reminds me he just did 2,000 pushups.
Are you OK?, the colossus asks, stroking the hair back from my face with his giant hand. You had me worried!