The box was moving again and I needed no more confirmation, my box was marked. It was a long drive. Then the boxes were offloaded and the noise died after I heard a vehicle drive away. I waited another fifteen minutes before making a move.

I steadied myself in the box that has now become tight. Gently and noiselessly I opened it and placed my hands forward to take a peep at the environment. 

The box made a creak sound as my weight settled on my hands. The box tumbled. I screamed as it fell in a crash.  The box broke. The content scattered. I am on the floor. My body ached. I open my eyes and groan as I sit up. I am tangled in lace underwear. A pair of fleshly masculine legs in front of me. 

The movement was slow but not even the sun that shone bright behind him could stop me from meeting his fiery eyes.

It was him, Sexy.