"There is a rumour about a certain artifact..." Lara started. Theodor listened with a friendly expression.
"Which gifts people certain mental powers," He certainly looked like he believed her bluff.
Lara cleared her throat and tried to keep her eyes away from the man's bulging speedos. Her face was slightly flushed now. She licked her lips.
"Now, this artifact seem to be in posession by someone in the underground swingers community of London." She couldn't believe she had just said that, nor how attracted she was to him. She wanted to feel his sweaty body on hers or just ride him like a mechanical bull.
Theodor, however, had no problems talking about these things.
"Really?" he said with raised eyebrows and paused for a moment, "now that you mention it, I might have heard something about this artifact you speak of."
He leaned back. Lara could no longer keep her eyes of his fat, hairy body. Was he semi-erect? She felt as if she was going crazy inside. Luckily she had been prepared for this. She wasn't even listening to what Theodor said when she broke him off blurted out:
"Do you mind if I borrow the loo?"
"Not at all, Lara." His voice was a .little indignant. But he pointed her in the right direction. |