You stride confidently down the bustling city street, the late afternoon sun glinting off your long, chestnut hair as it sways with your movements. You're feeling good, because you know you look good in your tight, short skirt and low-cut top that shows off your ample cleavage.
You can feel the appreciative gazes of men everywhere as you pass by, and the envious looks from other women. You're used to the attention, but it never gets old. You drink it in like a fine wine, relishing the power your beauty gives you over others.
Lost in thought, you almost don't notice the tall, handsome stranger watching you from across the sidewalk. He's leaning casually against a lamppost, his flirty smile and smoldering eyes boldly raking over your curves. There's a charge between you, an electric tingle down your spine at his heated gaze.
You consider your options as you approach. You could ignore him and keep walking. Or you could stop and strike up a conversation with this alluring man who seems so very interested in you. Your body tingles at the thought of where a little flirtation might lead.
So what will it be? You pause, looking him up and down slowly as you consider your choice. What does your gut tell you to do?