.."She gasped, stunned to hear her words coming out of my mouth. Then, inthe softest, sweetest voice, she picked up the song and started singing."And ... was Rachel and you were Ryan and we were meant to be/I didn'tthink that you'd end up disappointing me..." It's great," I said. "Just perfect, really."Her eyes were wide as she stared at my face, unable to grasp anyexplanation for what was happening. And maybe what was happening defiedexplanation. Maybe it was just that we were meant to be,. And that’s when they all heard it. A loud blood churning cry of agony, no sooner had it sound that it died and was soon replaced by a horrifying roar. Screams of terror and agony echoed in the forest as the raiders were attacked by large reptilian beasts. Dozens had come in search of prey to satisfy their hunger for a fresh kill. Swords struck the thick hides but did little more than scratch the hard scales and turn the beasts’ attention to the sword drawn fools. Minutes passed and soon the. No sobbing this time, she wasn't really crying. Just tears running down her face. She took a deep breath and told me what had happened while I was gone.Emma said after talking to me, she decided to go to the party after all. She wanted to make a good impression on the new boss and really didn't want to sit at home being disappointed at me being stuck in a snow storm. A taxi delivered her to the large hotel that was hosting the event.Inside she joined a table of people she worked with and. I hate business parties. But finally I agreed to tag along, and I’m awfully glad I did. In fact, that’s why I’m writing this. I want share it with every one. We rang the bell and a maid opened the door. I could tell she was a maid by the apron she wore. It was her only article of clothing. I’d have stopped to admire her, full firm tits and deliciously tiny waist except I was shocked. What kind of a party had my wife brought me to? But the real shock came when we joined the other guests. A.