Anyway, we come to point two: This story is NOT about the Lara Croft of the reboot of the series and if possible also not about the soft-washed versio... of her immediate predecessor, who regretted the death of the poor animal every time a tiger was shot. We are talking about the tough, immoral and overdrawn Lara Croft we know from the original games to Angel of Darkness, Legend and Underworld.Third: Finally, I would like to mention that this story is about the (of course not G-rated) adventures. I don't usually allow fishing," the gentlemanly one said."Well Mr Green, I'm Karen Smith and I usually ask the owner before I do any serious fishing, but I just saw this stream running by the road and I didn't know who to ask right away. So I figured I would find out whether if it was worth the effort befire asking." I said."Ah so is it worth the effort?" he asked."Not so far," I replied. "Actually Mr Green for me it's about the fishing not the catching." I at least said it with a smile."I. " Come check out my Jeep!" he said walking towards a row of cars.We then walked past a few cars and there was a very nice-looking Jeep that looked like it could go almost anywhere. "Wow. That is nice!" "Thank you!" Conor replied. "Do you enjoy off-roading?" I've done a little year's ago. It was fun!" Tyler excused himself for a minute going back in the club leaving Conner and I alone."So you don't smoke, huh?" Conor now asked."Well, not tobacco or drugs, no." I was feeling a little tipsy and. “You’re reducing me to a mass of pleasure, that’s what.” She barely clipped out before moaning, for his hand continued to move over her dewed flesh.“Does it hurt?”Her head shook in denial. “If you stop, I swear I’ll die!”So he did not.Not in a million years did he want her to die.“Put your finger back where it was,” she murmured.The only way of doing it was to use his index where he ‘fit’, and his thumb to do the rest of the job. Her long moan said it had been a wise solution.Sam watched her.