Thomas eyes snapped open and a let out a groan, it was still dark outside and just like every other day he had a busy day ahead even on his birthday. That was reality in this world. Flicking a light switch Thomas reluctantly moved his body closer to the edge of his bed , with one final effort Thomas moved to a sitting position then got up and had a shower.<br/><br/>Less than ten minutes later he was outside in the cool clean morning air of an Iowa Spring, the dogs started barking as he approached, a dozen adult German Shepherds and another dozen puppies and younger dogs demanded his attention and their food , they had solved the problem of dog biscuits  well past there expiry date by learning how to make dog biscuits themselves. Next he walked to the chicken coop ,twenty eggs if there was anything they had an abundance of it was eggs , the rest of his morning chores took almost two hours.<br/><br/>Shortly after seven Thomas returned to the farmhouse , the sun was now up and the day promised to be fine and sunny, inside the house Riley, Emily and Angela three women who had found him the day after the disappearance, three women who had provided unwavering emotional support to a 12 year old child who had lost everything, all while dealing with there own loss as the planet suffered a sudden and unexplained depopulation.<br/><br/>For four years he'd looked at the three women as older sisters , and on occasion as mothers, but at sixteen he'd started to view them differently, wanted to be with them to share the bed they shared with each other, if he didn't have a crush on one he was in love with the others. At sixteen he'd finally been allowed to make solo trips to the cities nearby , he'd discovered an adult shop with thousands of magazines and over the following months had transported those magazines to the farm, hiding them unsure how   Emily,  Riley and Angela would respond, thou funnily enough he suspected they knew of the supply since he'd return to look at a magazine only to see what he was sure was in fact a different mag on top.<br/><br/>If they knew they had said nothing, but now he kind of hoped they would, turning eighteen meant something, it meant he was a man and men had needs , Thomas was no different what he really didn't understand was why the ladies in his life had not yet taken advantage of his maturing body like the ladies in the 'letters to the editor' who seemed to jump on any male for any reason.<br/><br/>As he walked inside the main house for breakfast that morning he resolved to find a way to have sex with one of them , or better still all three.<br/><br/>Eight miles away a dog caught a scent, it moved towards it , he was hungry and his pack followed, its memory of being a beloved pet gone , now it was a hunter nothing more ,nothing less.