....his head was spinning, throbbing...the gunshot had sounded like a cannon going off inches from his ears. He looked around the room; no it was his head spinning again and his eyes simply taking stock of whatever registered in his sight; the polished marble, the bare furnishings, the scattered pillows...the girl with the gun...His eyes feasted wearily on the enticing curves, and tightened on the loosely yet expertly held firearm gleaming in the morning sun...something made him lick his lips; a parched throat, perhaps?...the gnawing fear curiously mixed with a hint of lust?...that evaporated quickly when he realized her steely emerald gaze was in fact pointed at him... "Damnit I've just saved your sorry ass again, Mr Secret Agent..!" she declared hotly, her chest heaving. ..the last feeling came back with a tad more lust this time... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello! Just a little linguistic doodling if you will...hehe...:D But don't let that mediocre piece stop you from enjoying the pic..:D...Me just hopes you enjoyeth...:DD Thanks for looking, hope everyone's having an awesome week! PS Full view looks better IMHO...:D