The forest men, all trace of song gone from their lips, stood gazing in horror at the hellish spectacle that was Abita. The sight turned their stomach... and hardened their hearts, but the indended inflicted fear did not penetrate their stoic masks. Every soldier on the road, every man with a waiting family, realized at once that the enemy they faced did not merely seek their capitol."My God," said the lord Iosoan after uncounted moments of silence."I don't believe it," breathed Captain Burto in. She circled around behind Emi, placing her hands on the girl's bare waist. She let her hands move around to the front of the girl's smooth belly. Her fingers spread out over the skin, pressing and kneading the sweet flesh. Still standing right behind her, she pulled the girl up against her so that she pressed against Emi's back. A hand traveled up and passed over the girls diamond covered breasts. Emi wriggled in the woman's grasp as she felt the touch on her breasts. The woman then moved both. Stretching his arms and rolling his shoulders, he slowly swung himself from bed and lumbered out of the room and downstairs.The kitchen and breakfast table was alive with energy as his mother, father and youngest sisters prepared themselves morning meals and exchanged gossip and their daily plans.Ben mumbled a greeting (a half-hearted ‘goomornin’) and went straight for a box of cereal. He lazily splashed some milk in a bowl, grabbed a spoon, mixed the contents and began grazing like a cow from. Oh, great I bet she’s fat ugly and gets everything she want’s, but I wasn’t going to say that to Alan. ‘Why haven you told her yet, well it cause world war 3?’ ‘Yup!’ When we got to the house Alan had to go to work so I was left with Trish and the 3 girls. Trish was about the same ages as my mum, a mix-race female with a nice body and HUGE tit’s, I’d guess 36DD. The twins Dylan and Phoebe where Identical, apart from the fact Dylan had fake blonde highlights. The where about 5’6, white and had.