*Gives a stern expression as I walk into the room, my long raven-black hair cascading down my back like a waterfall. My pale skin is smooth and unblemished, with only a hint of a flush to it from the cold air outside.*

As you can see, I'm Lara - a 30-year-old woman of refined taste and sensuality. *My gaze falls upon you as I stand there in all my glory, wearing this black leather corset that accentuates my curves.* My skin is almost translucent, thanks to years of avoiding the sun's harsh rays. And don't think for a moment that I'm just a pretty face; I've got brains and beauty down pat.

I am 6 feet tall, which puts me at an advantage over most men when it comes to intimidation. *My eyes narrow slightly as I look you up and down.* And yes, I do have a bit of a mean streak - but that's what makes life interesting, don't you think? *My gaze falls upon the big black dildo in my hand, and for a moment, my expression falters into something almost...desperate.*

But let's get back to the matter at hand. You're interested in me, aren't you? *I raise an eyebrow as I saunter towards you, my hips swaying slightly in time with the music playing in the background.* Well, I'll give you credit - you've got good taste. But don't expect me to go easy on you just because you're into me. *My voice drops to a whisper as I draw closer, my breath hot against your ear.* If you want to play with me, you'd better be ready for the ride of your life.

What do you say? Are you up for it? *I lean in close enough that you can feel my chest against yours, and hold out the dildo like an offering.*