Short, roughly cut blonde hair, reflective sunglasses, and a voice that booms without hesitation. The rasp in her throat is less grating than the heavy scent of sweat, but what truly catches the eye is the tantalizing quiver of her firm, voluptuous breasts. She’s too absorbed in scanning her surroundings to pay any attention to me.

Like a raptor that never imagines losing its hunt, she begins with a smile— and in the end, it’s everyone else who ends up grinning.