<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice had to laugh when Peter corrected her. Well, he was right, wasn't he? About everything, from the fact that she was a bitch to the fact that they were now lovers. It wasn't the best thing that could happen to Alice, in some ways - professionally, for example. But personally... maybe not even personally. Alice could imagine that, both of them being just as stubborn as each other, things would get explosive if they got into fights. Which, if Alice could trust her gut instinct, they would at some point.<br/><br/>But right now, all Alice wanted was to enjoy the present. And the present was Peter proving he really knew how to please a woman. <br/><br/>When Peter's hand moved from her ass to the part he had probably been dying to touch and other things, Alice felt a rush of electricity go through her body. As soon as Peter's fingers touched her clit, Alice shivered a little and let out an irrepressible moan. The fingers still on Peter's shoulder moved again, Alice's nails leaving another red trail.<br/><br/>The other hand, placed on the other shoulder, took a more interesting occupation, sliding down Peter's body until it found something to play with. Not resisting the urge to say something cheeky - it wouldn't be Alice without the occasional joke -, Alice gave her new 'toy' a soft squeeze.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"Rock hard evidence... indeed"</span>, she muttered, almost out of breath. At that moment, even if a whole team of miners had walked in the shower, Alice wouldn't have stopped. She was definitely too far gone to stop for any reason other than both of them being completely out of energy.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"You know that thing about killing you... I might actually do it..."</span></div>