An angel-like woman

A powerful and bright light forces you to shield your eyes with the back of your hand. The contours of a woman appears from the doorway in an angel-like manner, and for a second you almost believe her to be an angel. That is, until the doors close behind her and the light which must've come from a lamp of some sort disappears. However, there is still something angel-like about her - dressed completely in white with a turtleneck, pencil-skirt and white shoes of some sort, making her gently blend in with the white surroundings. You no longer shield your eyes as you remain seated on the floor - staring at the woman who seems to be tapping on some sort of tablet. You listen to your heavy breaths as your eyes begin caressing her curves. The woman's face looks very sweet, almost a bit innocent, and you can't help but notice her bright-blue eyes and shiny blonde hair - neatly tied into what seems to be a ponytail. She reminds you a bit of Ms. Anderson, your former high school teacher you used to have a massive crush on, but at the same time - there's something very special about this woman, although you can't quite wrap your fingers around it. Her body is very curvaceous and her posture is quite impeccable - but before you can keep dreaming away, the tapping stops and she locks your gaze. Unable to make a sound you freeze, and the only thing distinguishing you from a statue would be the colour of your skin as your heart nearly stops.

"Welcome 32"