We were finally free to make it into our own room and began to unpack. We were talking excitedly about the next day’s competitions as we pulled stuf... out of our overnight bags. I was paying little attention as I threw stuff on my bed and I grabbed some piece of clothing and pulled it out of my overnight bag. Melanie started giggling. I looked in my hand to see what she’s looking at and I see a fire engine red one piece nightie! “That bastard! I’ll kill him!” I turned about as red as the nightie. What ever happened in between was deliberate and made to put her in a situation that forced her to experience something she never had before. She met me at the airport, waiting in the pick up zone with a driver. She thought a limo would be a good idea for the first day. I thought it cam across as pretentious, but she was trying to impress. She had a sign saying my name; she was playing along just perfectly. As we sat in the back and the driver was not visible through the glass. She looked at me. The two adventurers peeked cautiously over a hill."Good Grin!" Gareth gasped. Sitting in the middle of a small burnt out valley was an enormous dragon. Twice the size of a Dragon Mage, his head snaked up near the tops of the smoking trees surrounding him. His scales were a brilliant golden sheen and his eyes glowed red, pulsing in time with his breathing. "If that thing heads towards town, what's left of Kugnae will be wiped out!" Gareth observed, sliding back down behind the hill. "Can't you. We kept in touch, and always talked about meeting up again, but it never happened. I think we were both too shy to make it so. A few months later, another guy I had talked to a lot finally sprung the question and asked about getting together. I was feeling comfortable with him since we had talked on the phone a bunch, and got to know each other. We decided to go a step further than my last experience, and we would meet at a motel parking lot. If we met, and decided to go further, he would get.