I chuckled and I found it hard to keep my eyes off her body. The tight white shirt made her breasts very prominent and the tight black trousers perfec...tly hugged her toned bottom. “Turkey and Ham, Salmon, Roast Beef or Vegetarian?” she inquired of me, bringing me out of my momentary trance. “What would you recommend my dear?” I replied smiling cheekily at her, I looked at her beautiful face as she scanned the options. “I’d go for the salmon.” “Salmon it is then,” I said. She looked up and smiled. Alexis felt one of the tentacles slither up the bottom of her skirt before it ripped it off of her body shredding the garment in the process, two more slid up the bottom of her blouse before jerking out words ripping the buttons from the shirt and strewing the pieces around the clearing they had stopped in. Now clad in nothing but her matching bra and thong Alexis shivered in the powerful grip of the monsters tentacles. Lowering her to the ground one of the tentacles snaked inside the bottoms. When one was empty, I shifted her to the other, hoping she'd leave enough for Phoebe.After a minute or so, she spit out my nipple, telling me she was full. I put a clean diaper on her bottom and tucked her into my sling, then I checked on the twins. They had already begun doing almost everything as one unit: sleeping, eating and even filling their diapers simultaneously.I changed them both and took Olivia to Ellie, waking her up. I carried Phoebe downstairs, intending to make coffee. Norma was. Others still would wander the world with never a place to lay their head. Mark Whistler – the fourth guard - was one, he had travelled with cattle and people and saw little difference. He found that now he craved silence. At Beka Valley he would take his meagre earnings and wander off, to be found four years later by wandering hunters, a wizened and emaciated creature unable to stand. They were not charity workers. They left him to his last few weeks of life. He died with a resigned whimper,.