Okay, but with a few problems

Lara recognized her surroundings when she came out of the parking garage, happily she confirmed to herself that she was indeed a short way from home. The problem was, however, that she would have to walk through a couple of pretty crowded streets, where there were bound to be people even at this hour.

She decided to stay as much as possible in the shadows and back alleys, even though this could attract problems. She was after all more scared of being recognized in public wearing this outfit than of someone trying to **** her.

Staying in the shadows and backstreets prolonged her trip. She also had to step through some mysterious mud at one point that completely ruined her shoes. The left one was for that matter still soggy after having been in Scott's fountain. Lara tried not to think about the two disastrous encounters (three if she counted Jimmy) of the evening. But it was easier said than done.

The fact that she had completely humiliated herself, begging to be fucked and degraded TWICE, hung over her like a dark cloud. How could this happen again and again? Why couldn't she seem to control her sexual urges?

Her introspection stopped abruptly. The inevitable had happened, she would have to walk about 300 yards in a crowded street.

The street was filled with with party minded young men and women due to a couple of quite popular nightclubs nearby.

Lara looked at the people walking back and forth. Luckily, many of the women were even skimpier dressed than her, with the exception that they all wore panties. Many of them also seemed fairly drunk, shouting, screaming and singing. Maybe she could just blend in, despite that the girls here seemed a lot younger than her?

Lara took a deep breath and decided to plunge into it. She walked hastily up the street, trying to hide behind a group of hooting and singing girls dressed similarly to her.

It all went quite well until out of nowhere a young man turned up directly in front of her and completely unprovoked grabbed her butt and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Lara was completely flabbergasted and froze for a few seconds. His breath reeked with **** and he continued to fondle her until she suddenly felt one of his fingers grazing her clit and prodding at the entrance of her pussy.

Lara felt a jolt of immediate excitement running through her spine, but had enough presence of mind to shove him away. Immediately afterwards, the boy shouted at the top of his lungs:

"This one isn't wearing any panties! She is pissing wet!"

Lara stared at him in shock. The girls in front of them turned around and laughed. Several other people stopped and looked at her as well, with Lara suddenly finding herself the main attraction in the busy street. Or at least it seemed that way to her.

To the mocking laughs and sneers of the onlookers, Lara held her skirt and ran as fast as she could. The gang of girls almost collectively pissed themselves laughing. Lara could still hear their mocking shrieks when she escaped past a sick young man who didn't seem to notice her and into the alleyway she had been aiming for.

At least no one followed her. She felt the adrenaline rush subside as she resumed her walk of shame. There was only a short way left to go now.

She stayed in the dark alleyways and small streets as she quickly traversed the last distance. The large gate to her home had never looked more welcome to her. Her fingers danced across the numpad to enter the access code.

Lara wasn't completely sure what time it was, but it felt pretty late. Her butler should be in bed by now. As she entered into the mansion, she kept silent and listened for a while anyway.

She suddenly heard the old man's slow steps coming down the stairs. Her mind raced and at the verge of panic, she looked around. Just as he was coming around the corner, Lara grabbed a coat from the rack and closed it around her body.

She smiled a little nervous smile at the butler.

"Ah," he said in his croaking voice " Ah, it's you m'lady. I just thought I heard you coming home some time ago. And came down to check what was going on".

He was obviously tired, and didn't seem to notice Lara was wearing a winter coat in the middle of the summer.

"If there is nothing else, lady Croft, I will be retiring for the night." He continued.

"By all means," Lara confirmed.

"I bid you a good night, m'lady." He shuffled off with a little bow.

Lara sighed and waited until she had heard him close his door before she put the coat back, removed her filthy shoes and went up the stairs herself.