A beautiful woman.

Ava felt her body freeze as her blue eyes were glued to the bar window. A gorgeous woman with piecing ice blue eyes was standing outside. A small smirk began to appear on the pale woman’s face. She tilted her face down as a few strands of her long raven color hair fell to the side of her cheek. Her pale top lip began to bite her bottom as her eyes of ice became blood red. Ava’s mouth opened in a quiet gasp as she suddenly felt flush and wetness between her legs. Her right hand slowly lifted seemingly all on its own up to her chest, cupping her left breasts and making sure to tease her now erect nipple through her blouse.

The woman outside brought up her porcelain hand and with one slender finger gestured Ava to come to her. As Agent Hope feet began to carry her through the door she felt more and more turned on the closer she got to the window. As much as she tried she couldn’t stop being fixated with the woman’s crimson devilish eyes through the glass. Ava felt her hands now pulling at her jacket to take it off and-

-“Oops! Sorry miss!” said the slightly **** bar patron whose walking lean bumped into Ava. She shook her head and caught her breath, not fully realizing what just happened. She turned back to the window. Nothing. The mysterious and stunning face was now gone from the bar window. Ava quickly walked to the window and peered out to either side of the entrance. Still nothing. She began to think maybe it was all in her imagination or maybe the drink she had was laced with something. For training, Ava had taken flunitrazepam and other common date **** **** to develop a tolerance. But this felt something different. Her mind felt clearer but her body still ached to be touched.

Ava turned around and looked around the room. Every person looked better looking than the last. She started to imagine the ways how each one could ravish and fuck her. There was a group of young men to her right, native Romanians laughing and having a good time. To her right there were a few couples, each pair separated and whispering to each other. Then Ava saw Angel with a puzzled look face as she started to remember the blondes soapy aroma from the debrief with Newman. Fuck, even Florin had a silver fox thing going on for him. Ava couldn’t shake her arousal and she began to make her way to her target.