"She gave Brock a wink and headed inside the door.Sure enough, by the time that the first SUV had pulled away, a second had taken its place. Emmy Reye...s was the first one out of the vehicle, looking stunning in an emerald cocktail dress that stopped well above her knee. Zoe Brewer followed in a white skirt and a peach top.Brock gave his sister a kiss on the cheek when she stepped out."You look really great," he whispered. He knew Zoe sometimes thought of herself as a lesser light when compared. You can hear your mother’s voice greeting the guest in the front room. You try to ignore them as they chatted.“Honey! Please come say hello! It’s your Aunt Katy,” Your mother calls.You frown. Aunt Katy wasn’t really your Aunt; she wasn’t even human. Katy was a Vampkat, a humanoid feline with fangs that extend past her the bottom of her muzzle and a short tail that extended half way down her thighs. You smile while picturing her in your mind; white belly and arms while her back was a red color. Emily was what Ted considered girl-next-door pretty. Deep blue eyes, short brown hair, very light skin with a clean complexion. She was 5’1′, which always caused her to keep a greater-than-usual distance from him when they spoke, so that she didn’t have to crane her neck to make eye contact with his six-foot frame. She usually dressed very much in a tomboy manner, jeans and tee shirts, with white socks and sneakers. Once in a great while she would wear a top that showed a little cleavage and it. I never saw him before around here and he was quite handsome. He was a tall 6’3 younger man. Sandy-blond hair with a gray colored eyes, very strong jaw line. He looked as if he worked out and was in excellent shape. He was talking to me and said that the swing that I was practicing looked great. He asked if I competed and said yes. He said that he understood competing because he was a kick boxer and was competing this weekend. I walked over to the swing set and sat on a swing and he was 2.