Play it safe!

"Better take this easy," thought Ava, "he could be waiting for me." She slowed down to a halt, took out one of her pistols, and peeked around the corner into the alley. The alley, at first, appeared to be deserted. Ava slowly walked down the narrow corridor, carefully scanning each trashcan, dumpster, or car she came close to. She was about to concede she lost him when she heard a noise behind her. Ava quickly turned ready to pull the trigger. Nothing. Just as she heard another noise behind her, she felt the cold metal of a steel pipe against her face.

Almost instantly, Ava's view of the alley corner changed to the sky. Her back and head slammed against the hard pavement. She was still dazed when she looked up to see the assassin, dropping his pipe on the ground. He then picked her up by the collar of her blouse and threw her against the brick wall behind her.

Ava painfully yelped as her back again met another had surface. However her training and instinct immediately kicked in. Her attacker had a black bandana covering his nose and mouth, but not his hazel eyes. His green, tan, and brown camouflage matched perfectly with his unbuttoned green jacket. His chest had a large bird or eagle tattoo, seemingly perched on his sculpted abs. He looked like he worked out, but let's hope he's not an expert in hand-to-hand combat like Ava was.

Ava was able to parry the first and second punch of her attacker, allowing her to plant two quick right jabs to his midsection. She went for a third but he anticipated the move. His left arm locked with her right, rendering it immobile, and launched a powerful right handed punch to Agent Hope's face. Her left hand moved to block her face for the follow-up blow, but that unfortunately came in the form of a knee to her gut. The **** of the blow made her keel over, knocking the air out of her body.

Trying to avoid another hit, Ava wrapped her arms around her attacker, closing the distance. Her chest pressed against his as she could feel his hard body through her satin red blouse. She shifted her leg between his and realized her was hard down there as well. Suddenly his arms shot out to either side, breaking her embrace. She didn't see it but she definitely felt the uppercut that landed square on her chin. This sent her first flying her against a brick building wall, then landing on a pile of full trash bags.

Still dazed from the punch, she barely noticed her assailant's hands unzip then pull down her black suit pants to her ankles, revealing her toned pale legs and white lace panties. His swift hands ripping open her blouse to reveal her ample bosom, encased in a matching white lace bra. Her attacker softly caressed her pussy lips through her panties and noticed the wetness. "I knew you wanted me you fucking whore," whispered her capturer. Whether it was from nude Andre, the blow-job, or minutes ago, Ava wasn't sure. She knew she had to act before things got really out of hand quick.