But it isn't all bad, where some people see problems others can see profit, so wherever you see a farm overrun by orcs you can bet your ass there's so...eone right behind with a sword and a bounty letter. Some people call them heroes, others call them profiteers, but most just call them Adventurers.And that is just who this story is following, your average down and out adventurers trying to make a living in the world who stumbled on a job that might set them up for life, providing they survive of. She opened it, and scooped roughly the same amount into both bowls, adorning each with a spoon.Taking one, and handing me the other, she walked back into the living room, me watching each step. She was beautiful, from every angle. We sat on the sofa, realizing we'd left the TV on. By now, it was showing a sitcom where a guy and a girl are super-awkward around each other, because each has a thing for the other, but, neither knows if the other feels the same. All their friends knew, but, none. I slipped my shoes off and allowed my bare feet the relief of the cold wooden floor after a long day at work. 'I think I should tell you something first' I began to say. He interrupted me as his hands cupped my crotch area. My tiny cock and balls were tucked up between my legs, perfectly concealed by my slutty black thong. 'Oh don't worry, I know what you are' he said. 'Smaller than I thought' he said as he caressed my tiny cock through my thong. 'I knew all along you were a little tranny. " Okay, you got it!" It was at that time that their parents entered the house, with a "Westopped at a Chinese takeout. There's Shrimp Fried Rice, Egg Rolls, andother goodies!"Both of them loved Chinese food, and soon were gorging themselves. "Hey, Fortune Cookies!" Joe grabbed one, pulled it apart, and read hisfortune: "When you think with your feet, forget your heart!" A secondcookie yielded: "Black and white can make many shades of gray." Interesting," said his mother. She opened one, and.