She was out late, the only light coming from windows and the occasional street torch. It was well below freezing and the ground was covered with snow and ice. she didn't care, arctic waters were about the same temperature, so she was unfazed. She wore a short sequined dress that would make even the most seasoned of whores blush, but she had no modesty it seemed. The poor fabric was clinging desperately to her lush body, straining not to rip from the pressure of the ample bosom it held back..barely. The hem was almost pointless, not doing much on the keeping her dainties out of sight, but then again, she wasn't looking to be modest. She heard whistling faintly in the distance. Ah, That was what she was looking for. Some dumb sap to take to some dark somewhere and take him for all he's worth. She'd take every cent he owned, and the sap would be happy to give it to her. The man soon strolled around the corner and into sight, stopping short when he got an eyeful of her. "Holy gods...." His expression soon went from shocked to lecherous. swaggering up to her he looked her over hungrily, already undressing her with his eyes (as if that were a hard task) and leaned over to whisper the proposition she knew he'd offer. She smiled at him and took his hand, to lead him off into the cold night, and to a cheap motel......