{"id":5002,"date":"2023-07-13T00:58:00","date_gmt":"2023-07-12T21:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/avnergivoni.com\/en\/?p=5002"},"modified":"2023-07-13T10:29:14","modified_gmt":"2023-07-13T07:29:14","slug":"lara-page-58","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/avnergivoni.com\/en\/lara-page-58\/","title":{"rendered":"Lara &#8211; Page 58"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>EXT. MIDDAY. OPEN FIELD<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Lara lies on her back, caught between the arms of her boyfriend. She tickles him, laughs, and he lunges at her, attempting to restrain her arms to hinder her movement. The physical struggle of adolescent playfulness takes on an erotic tone. After a few seconds of mock resistance, he overpowers her, leaning over her and kissing her with closed eyes, while she gazes at him intently, filled with immense inner tension. He kisses her silently and very gently.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:left\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"background-color:white\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\"><strong>END FLASH BACK<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:right\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:left\"><span style=\"color:#374151; font-family:Tahoma, sans-serif\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><strong>BLACK SCREEN<\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>INT. NIGHT. ROOM<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Tom awakens on a narrow bed in a chamber constructed of stone walls. His lips remain parched and pursed. Several oil lamps illuminate the dark room with a flickering light. He raises his head to search for Lara, and there she is, sitting in an eastern-style seat at the foot of his bed, running a warm hand over his cheek, caressing him.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>TOM (sighing)<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">Lara.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>LARA<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">We have been saved. We are in the temple.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Tom tries to sit up, leaning against the bed frame with one hand and rubbing his face with the other, but Lara gently lays him back down and hushes him.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>LARA (whispering)<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">My memory has returned once again.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size:24px\"><strong><u>TOM<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:40px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;; font-size:24px\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong>In the field?<\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>LARA (feeling embarrassed)<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">Yes, it arouses me. He came to tell me something (pauses, feeling embarrassed) and I don&#39;t know what.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Arial,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"font-family:&quot;Tahoma&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><span style=\"color:#374151\">Tom&#39;s hand reaches out, and the back of his fingers tenderly stroke Lara&#39;s cheek, wiping away a stray tear in their path. Footsteps can be heard from outside, and a young android in an orange jumpsuit enters the room.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\"><strong><u>ANDROID<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; margin-left:48px; margin-right:48px\"><span style=\"font-size:24px\"><span style=\"font-family:Tahoma,&quot;sans-serif&quot;\">Hello there.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n<p style=\"direction:ltr; text-align:center\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; EXT. MIDDAY. OPEN FIELD Lara lies on her back, caught between the arms of her boyfriend. She tickles him, laughs, and he lunges at her, attempting to restrain her arms to hinder her movement. The physical struggle of adolescent playfulness takes on an erotic tone. 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