” The other two passengers, an elf ranger and half-elf ranger named Gaerril and Barkas, also introduced themselves, with similar levels of energy as...Tempest.Vennoa glanced at the front of the caravan, to see who was driving it. No one. Curious. This was a magical caravan of some sort.“Do you know when we’ll get there?” Vennoa asked.“The convention? Probably just after sunset,” the Barkas replied.The Adventurers’ Convention! Vennoa cursed under her breath. That strange man must be responsible. I did wish I was a little taller though.We wore big smiles on our wedding day and during our honeymoon in Barbados, where I was told by all we met just how lucky I was. I was usually told this on the beach as Sarah showed off all her assets in a variety of bikinis, and often went topless.*A few hours after we woke on that first morning in the country, my wife was sorting through boxes in the garage when there was a knock at our side door.I answered to a friendly looking man a few inches taller. Although he understood the idea, she still talked him throughout the entire process as she pushed her large breasts together.From somewhere above them, “AAAAAAUUUUUGGGHHHHHH,” permeated throughout the entire house.It was Ron ... no doubt about that!They both got dressed, Harry removed the curses, and they walked out, no worse for wear.Likely everyone heard Ron say, “Mum, don’t come in, please?”He was blushing from ear to ear, while he and Hermione complained to each other they had thought their. No problem there. This bitch is going to get what she deserves tonight!" Jamal sneered.Jamal pulled the leash and started to walk down the corridor, with me keeping up as best I could on my 5 inch heels. It was embarrassing walking down the corridor like Jamal's pet on a leash, dressed as a Frenchmaid and everyone looking at me. I just wanted to get out of the office. As he reached the front door and he opened it and stepped outside into the parking lot, I froze. It was a momentary freeze, as.