The Great Game

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“Oh my God, she's beautiful. I think I've just met the woman I'm going to marry.”

The subject of Captain Mike Kozlowski's sudden admiration was indeed beautiful. She was by the grass, sunning herself in the flattering glow of an early morning in Texas. Elegant, stylish, sleek, beautifully curved in all the right places. In the words of the prophets, she looked like the reason the riot started. For all her grace and allure, she looked almost demure in the sunshine but anybody who looked carefully could see the appearance was only superficial. Beneath the smooth skin she was feral, passionate, savage even. Her potential might be hidden now but it was still there for anybody with the eyes to see it. Life with this one was likely to be exciting. Nobody could claim to own her, but win her trust and she'd fight tooth and claw for her partner. Cross her and she'd go for the eyes with her nails. But, for all that, or perhaps because of it, she was breathtaking. There was no doubt about it, nor about the fact that Kozlowski was in love.

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