Both of you are just drop-dead gorgeous, “ she said and giggled.I looked at her and saw admiration in her eyes. “thanks, you’re really beautiful...too,” i said.“really? How would you know? You haven’t seen the whole package yet,” she said, almost in a whisper. I was taken back and looked at her. She glanced at my loins and looked at my eyes. There was the same strange smile on her face again. “i gotta go. See you in a while for dinner,” she said and left abruptly.I was sweating all over. What. Men were forced into slave labor to bare heavy loads. Women were used a playthings and breeding tools by the more uncivilized races in their troop. Children were spirited away for purposes that you still didn't know of, but doubted were good.And of course, there was you. You, who had been dragged into the muck in front of the tavern, a snarling lycanthrope hovering above you, ready to rip your throat out on the command of someone whose care for your life was virtually nonexistent... but the. “Wait till you see the surprise I have underneath my coat for you,” Jacqueline said, very cheekily. I took her hand, and we walk towards the entrance of the restaurant where we were greeted by the doorman who immediately escorted us to our reserved table. Our table was situated in the back corner of the restaurant, were the lighting was very dim and romantic. It was only a small table with one chair on each side. I pulled the chair out for Jacqueline, being the gentleman I am, and asked if she. For the night she had her usually long brown hair pulled up and styled on top of her head. Her long graceful neck was adorned with a set of white pearls. In a word she was stunning. Since we had spent most of the last 6 months working with one another, we naturally gravitated toward each other. At first we spoke about business and the charity we were there to support. However, as the wine and champagne began to flow more freely, the more I found that my eyes were leaving her large.