Brandon remarked that the weapon looked like dwarven work — certainly nothing any orc could make. The two dwarves approached to point out telltale s...crollwork on the silvery blade of the weapon."Aye, that's the work of me people," Griffith agreed, "An' what's more, it's the work of the Ironanvil clan. It's a Masterblade — likely the finest crafting to ever come from a master sword smith's forge." The power of the Dwarven gods is about the blade," Feros revealed. "It would never serve an orc, but. I drove to the hotel where our guests were staying all the while thinking if Reena would be up for some group fun. I did not say anything as I was still not sure If I wanted to share my little niece with these guys. I’m sure Reena would have jumped to the chance, especially with Wayne and Joe as she loved black guys.As we pulled into the hotel car park I asked Reena to go in the lobby and see if they were ready, and I would meet them in the bar after I parked the car. The Plan for tonight was a. ... His hand to my groin! Cock for those of you who are as biologically challenged. I did not dislike this but did not know how to respond so I just said nothing and went on with the moment. I had to this point thought of myself as hetero but I was really liking the evening at this point, and was starting to show it. I remember telling him we needed to move from the bar or go somewhere else when he said we needed to go to his house (in Mandarin, the town not the dialect, amazing) so off we. Tears of frustration so close, I didn’t bother to read the note a second time through…you weren’t coming. Walking back to my open door, I passed the private hot tub off the terrace, thinking of how nice it would have been to share that with you. I walked to the mini bar refrigerator, retrieved a bottle of champagne that was chilling there, tossing the note on the plush white couch and walked back into the night. Sliding one long nail into the foil around the head of the bottle working the.