A new sensation
She was an exotic mix, as if Europe and the Middle-East had the perfect daughter. Light dark skin, big eyes, of drilling expression. I could even know she was smiling even without seeing her mouth. Her hair settled on her shoulders, and it was dark, with lighter tips. But to be able to see her actual smiling was something else... When she'd do it, she'd show her almost sparkling teeth, with prominent canines, like a predator. But barely did she know that on that night she would be the prey, and I, the predator... She worked on a bar I started going to a couple of months ago. The first time happened when a bunch of people from work got together after a tiring after hours meeting. I saw her first when she came to bring us our drinks. I had asked for a tonic white Port, and as soon as she placed the glass on the table, I looked her way to thank her and was baffled by her dream-like figure. Unintentionally, we locked our gaze, but I suppose it was too much, sin...