It was his height and small stature that mattered now as he scrambled over fallen furniture and avoided his pursuers. I could see him through the dirt..., cracked windows of the department store but I couldn’t hear him pant, curse, or scream. Well, he couldn’t really do the last as that would only attract them.I was hiding. And while I felt a pang of sorrow for what might befall the boy, he was not my immediate concern. He was not my flesh and blood. He could die but not my little brother. " I calmly looked towards him. "Sure," I answered, standing up. "Thank you for the meal, Faye. It was delicious," I told her, looking at her face. "You are most welcome, come back any time," she replied, grinning and pulling her dress down slightly. I ogled her for a moment, before he grabbed my arm. "Come on, Rich. We need to talk." We strolled down the hall and made it to his bedroom. He shut the door and went to his dresser, as I stood at the end of the bed. He pulled out a white envelope. She hefts her shoulders and draws him closer, her dark lover, her night. He is her shield against the mundane life that beckons to her once more as her feet leave the sand behind. A million tiny grains cling to her soles in one last desperate effort to keep her glowing light upon them as she steps from their backs and onto a greener land. Earth and green crumple beneath her feet; crushed and as forgotten as an afterthought, when she steps away from her Dreamer. The footpath summons her... like. Because of the overabundance of women, and the incredible sex drive of futas, the average futa keeps a harem of 3 or 4 wives with some having significantly more. The average female is about the same as a woman in the real world, but futas are incredible physical specimens in comparison, averaging at about 6 feet tall with superior strength and stamina, along with cocks that are usually about 9 inches long, but can reach up to 16 inches or more. That, along with the relative shortage of futas,.