Most people started running towards their houses after the rain started but the cold water pouring on her skin didn’t change her pace.She was wearin...g a long elegant black evening dress and matching high heels. Her perfect and glossy hair had become a mess and her ruined make up was running down her face. You could tell from the clothing and her many jewelry that she was a wealthy person.The woman was Lara Croft, the world renown archeologist and the infamous Tomb Raider. The British aristocrat. Cal had watched Greg run enough to know that he liked to leap over low tackles. Knowing that, Cal waited until the right moment and started his dive. He knew there was no chance that Greg would sidestep - he was determined to smash Cal. Just as he was about to make contact, Cal pushed himself straight up. Greg had, as expected, gone airborne, and Cal was able to push upward on Greg's legs, causing him to flip completely over.The impact with which Greg hit the ground was loud enough to silence. Right, slut?" Yes, mistress," I answered."Have you ever pleasured a man with your mouth?" Yes, mistress," I whispered, reddening even more."Are you any good?" I think so, mistress." I supposed that at some point soon I might be put to the test, and I did not want to be accused of misrepresenting my abilities. On the other hand, judging from my performance with Cristina's boots, I expected that I would throw myself into the task with passion."Well, there's plenty of time to find out about that. "I don't want you upset," Manny replied. "I owe you. THEY owe you. You were just settling down. This was just fucking stupid..." It'll be okay," I told him, trying to tame the butterflies in my stomach. "You can't make me Master here, just because ... These are your friends -- I can't avoid them forever -- and I can't ask you to, either." Awright." He clapped me on the shoulder. "You know, there ain't nothing small about you. Nothing." He headed out and I sat there, willing myself to stop.