The beast was large, as big as a person, and had four tails whisking around behind it as it crept into the clearing. Suddenly the creature stopped and...looked at him, sweeping its gaze over his sleeping form and lighting on his half open eyes. I know youre awake, human. Clarks eyes shot open at the sound of the voice. There was no doubt in his mind that it had been the fox. The voice had been female, lovely and melodic as a choirs chorus. Then the wind rushed by and the leaves of the trees. You needn’t feed it or diaper it. She had no illusions that the baby would be so simple. Anyway, the dissertation was coming along slowly. She was still struggling with the first draft, and she was clear that there would be others.She’d already limited herself. The locations of bookstores in Chicago had changed to the bookstores in a Northern section of Chicago. With that limitation approved, she had been able to finish the interview section of her research. The library research had been less. High heeled sandals completed my ensemble as I strutted up the steps of the dormitory. My shoulder length black hair framed my green eyes that my cat's eye glasses seemed to accentuate.I grinned and somehow managed not to blush as I heard a couple of faint wolf whistles as I climbed up the two flights of steps and walked down the long hallway to my son's dorm room. I was proud of my zaftig figure, all tits and ass as my husband liked to proclaim. I sometimes envied our daughter, Jilly's taller. "I honestly can't picture her doing anything else."Bax laughed. "Listen to you. When did you turn into such a sap?" You're jealous. I have the gorgeous rock star girlfriend, and you're just old." Maybe, but I'm the one who told you that you were a goner over Ryan, and I was right. With age comes wisdom." Bax winced. "And sore knees."Brody could only nod in agreement on that point. Despite everyone's elation over the win, more than one Capital was nursing a few bruises. As always, defensive play.