It quickly became apparent that there was a significant demand for her skills, after all, stealing from a tomb isn’t too different from stealing fro...m anywhere else. At first, Lara would keep to a strict moral code, but the big money isn’t looking to pay for a good Samaritan, so all of that quickly began to slide…Lara checked out herself out in the mirror before heading out. Her figure hugging black dress left little to the imagination. It only came half way down her ass, so her thong was. Footsteps pounding up the stairs interrupted us. "Stop it! Stop it!" Mother rushed to intervene."Mother, if he hurt you or made you..." Rodney, get away from him." Mother had to catch her breath, but she stared her oldest son down. Rodney continued to glare at me. He took a step away, between mother and myself."Rodney, we're a family, and we have to help each other." He didn't help you, last night, did he?" My brother now glared at her. But mother wasn't a weak woman. She hadn't raised four. That evening — the very one where I noticed the enigmatic painting — I took my leave of my lovely wife to meet Leonardo at his studio. It was 1506 — a year I shan’t ever forget. An evening I won’t ever forget, for the painting was only the beginning!I entered his studio and my eyes were immediately drawn to her – an unfamiliar lady with hair black as the midnight sky. Her skin was translucent and her essence alluring. I didn’t know then, but I would later come to understand how others became. ” Mike brought out a small baggy of white powder and held it up to her saying. “Come on, I called one of my buddies and he brought us over some more party favors. Just one bump.”“No, thank you.” my wife said, pulling away and sinking into the couch, looking a bit haunted.“That’s okay,” Natalie told her. “You don’t have to.” She picked up the TV remote on the coffee table and turned it on. “Let’s just watch a little of the tube while we wait for Rick to wake up.”Sarah groaned a little saying.