<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Tyler/dorian-gray2.jpg)</div><strong>Tyler converses with Irina</strong><br/><br/>Delighted that he finally had a shooting partner, Tyler remarked with a smile. “Very good then. I am sure you will do just fine in regard to my weapon of choice and indeed reloading it in time for me to aim and fire at whatever it is that our host has organised for us to kill.”<br/><br/>He then tried to find the best way to respond to her enquiry in regard to his lithographs and indeed at the suggestion of finding time to pursue the possibility of riding, while he took in more of the delicious food. With the food now swallowed he spoke again. “Oh my lithographs. I have only a few and most of them are of the fairer sex if you understand my meaning?” he had promised himself that no more innuendos would leave his lips for tonight but this one was too hard to miss, so he thought one more would not hurt. “In regard to riding I am sure once you have found your stallion he will be more than accommodating to your needs.” Innocently, well almost, he concluded with. “I can help you chose if you like?”<br/>