I was in a minority that didn't find their parents to be embarrassing. I liked them for who they were as individuals, somehow they had managed to teac... me to see them as human, and I had always enjoyed being with them and watching them together. They loved each other and didn't mind that others knew they were as in-love with each other today as they had been when they'd first met each other.Dad had told me that when Mom had been coming down the hall at school one day, they had been in seventh. Just like the one he’d gotten his hands on so he could take the clothes off of it, and dream the same dreams all young males dream when they undress a doll that’s almost anatomically correct.Just like the doll that had been thrown in the trash when the National Association of Giantesses (N.A.G) had announced that Bambi was having a detrimental effect on young giantesses. If Bambi were a real giantess, they claimed, her breasts would be so huge as to cause her to fall over constantly. Young. I do not believe in being underprotected.This 'house' I consider more than comfortable. Six bedrooms, a sunken lounge twenty families of overfed Arabs could make a home in, a kitchen bigger than any commercial kitchen I have ever seen before and all underground. Completely covered by native bush with natural lighting piped in and impervious to the bushfires, which are endemic around here. I designed it as my last bastion of defence free from the possibility of being beset from all sides.. ’ A surprisingly shy smile appears on her face. ‘Actually, I’m lost. As you might have guessed, I’m not from around here.’ You nod. She’s clearly Elurran, the first you’ve ever met close-up. You’ve seen them at a distance before, traders in the streets of Elkiad, but even in that hub of commerce they’re a rare sight indeed, only occasionally coming to sell the fragrant amber for which desolate, snowy Elurra is famous. She’s tall, her hair so blonde it’s more silver than gold. It’s a colour.