She reminded me of Korean idols, beautiful to a point of ridiculousness. She was sultry in her expressions, and she gave me a look that sent shivers tingling up and down my spine. It was not that I felt she was dangerous, there was just this instinctive drive and apprehension that stemmed from a biological reaction. My very DNA demanded that I should be afraid of this woman; and to be honest I don't think it was wrong.
"Why so stiff? I don't bite.....much. Come closer"
The thing is I don't think I would have been able to refuse even if I wanted to. My body was already moving on it's own volition towards her. It was only until I got closer that I realized the only thing she had on, was a thick red robe, and nothing else underneath. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion and angled it away from her body, leaving it stuck on her face. Such an action might be taken as a challenge, but I rather do that, than see something I shouldn't be seeing.
