Definitely a no to a sci-fi epic...Hmmm, the latest superheromovie, maybe she'd go for that. I made a mental note while I keptscanning titles. There h...d to be something better than the default choiceof those boring home renovation shows she insisted we watch when therewas nothing else we could agree on.Gwen had come back down, looking endlessly more comfortable in aheathered grey pair of sweatpants and a loose, faded green t-shirt. Herbreasts, perky and full, pushed out the thin material, the. At my desk, I cued up the video and started to go through it. Again, Monday nothing, Tuesday nothing. I got to Thursday night and there they were, arriving back in Pete's car. It was a little late, after 10:00. They were both dressed well, like they had been out for dinner.When the entered the kitchen I could see that they were a little drunk. They also looked very horny. I wondered what the conversation had been in the car. No sooner had she slipped off her shoes than he was on her, kissing. “Clear,” said Rodriguez as he rounded a corner, “it looks like the rest of the men are down-” He didn't get to finish his sentence as an unseen force launched him back towards the wall, followed by the sounds of bones crunching. He slumped down dead as copious amounts of blood poured from the back of his skull. “Shit! Mike, Thompson, get back! Rodriguez is down!” I yelled at them.I almost made it back to my squad when what only could be described as a man born out of nightmares came into view.. I was content to simply sit back and watch as the wolf tore the throat from the woman. The orc pulled and began swinging his battle axe in mighty swings. Some archers were firing at the wolf as well. It was a pathetic show of force for the orc, as the wolf claws ripped his belly open. The wolf charged the archers and they finally put enough arrows into him to kill him. I honored his courage by quickly and accurately putting two arrows into each of the archers.I saw some light coming from above,.