Mark stared at the pigmen. They were big , ugly and dangerous, but with those cloven hooves
, they couldn't be that fast. He looked at Brenda with a grimace . She was wearing high
heeled paratrooper boots , and tight shorts and halter top. The pigmen seemed to only have
eyes for her. Mark made his move. He jumped off the path , up and over some boulders, and
through thick brush and saplings. The three pigmen started after Mark , but by the time they
had reached the saplings they were hot and in need of mud . Mark kept running , made the
path again , and headed towards the water. Brenda had started down the path on her own ,
not really certain of what had just happened. As Brenda neared a small stream near the path
she saw the pigmen rolling in the mud. They smelled Brenda , and all three came to attention
as Brenda merely stood quietly , not sure of what to do next.