#tcnic.01

There was something about the sound of heels on tile that pleased her. And as she stepped closer to the other, the echo of her movements ran their way right up her spine. Despite her short stature, Ayda stood tall, shoulders squared. Chin lifted with a sense of confidence only she could wear as well as she did - there were no reservations within her whenever she saw something, or someone, she wanted. “I’ve caught you staring twice now, i hope one of those was you trying to picture me with my clothes off.”