Amy

"Great choice," says Amy. "So, good news, bitch, you get to stare at me, ogle me, all through the game. I'll just stand here, all still, but keep watching me, because if you look away or either of your eyes close for just a moment, I'll come to life and kick you in the balls. So don't look away and don't blink."

And with that, Amy freezes, just standing there in her police uniform, the skirt still lying on the ground. Your eyes wander over her body, up her long legs, past her stocking tops, settling on her black panties. You wish your hands were free, and then your eyes move up, to her breasts, and then to her face, looking at her eyes, checking to see if she'd see you blink. Not that you were going to blink, but now that you think about it... You open your eyes wider, attempting to avoid the inevitable.