I think he hit her with the big shiny gun. He just kept grunting away though. A lot of time passed, and then Daddy came home. He opened the door, and ...yelled ‘Oh my God, Carol! Wait, who the hell are you?? Oh God, please, no don’t do this!’ We heard a loud squealing sound, and a wet gurgling noise, then nothing. The lock on the door clicked, and the handle opened. Slowly, the door swung open. There stood Daddy, he’d come to save us! His face was like I always remembered it, kind and loving. He. 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 of a computer game and action heroine. Therefore a certain portion of unrealism should not bother anyone. This applies to the action as well as to Lara's proportions.But now to the story:Introduction.Sometime in late summer.Night lay over Croft Mansion,. "Stop it; you are going to make me blush" "But you look cute, correction, megacute when you blush, Hell, you're megacute all the time" He's says smiling, and I know he means it, I still question it from time to time, but I think after all this time he really truly thinks that way about me. I look up, and he is standing, looking at me. I look back at him, into his eyes and I see what he is thinking, I’ve always been curious about him... But I never thought he'd make a move. He puts his hands on. I was worried for her—it wouldn't do for both of us to be unemployed—but I loved her taking the risk and getting back at the company.She may not be the most beautiful woman, or the skinniest, but that would change if I cracked the formula. I would love her anyways, but having a gorgeous, sexy woman would be just the icing on the cake that was my wife and best friend.I grabbed the next white lab mouse, examining the female rodent for any changes. I had over fed them, the little mice plumper than.