
Some guy had been following Katrina for the last five blocks,
his gaze locked unerringly on her ass. She had noticed him
immediately when be began trailing her, and far from feeling
scared or concerned as another woman might have she was quite
pleased with the development. When she had pulled on her yoga
pants that morning, she had been expecting that something like
this would happen after all. She would have been quite annoyed
if it didn't happen in fact. Of course, considering the way Kat
looked the chances she would fail to ensnare a man with her ass
were slightly lower than the chances of a snowman taking up
residence on the sun. In fact, the only reason she only had
one man following her was because she was wearing a glamour
that concealed her beauty and had made an individualized hole
in the spell when she saw a sufficiently hunky guy.

She strutted through the city,

