Bond Girl Part 1
February 2019 - Image Set
I was working in London for a few days, shoots and castings and Page 3 and parties. One evening in my hotel bar, a tall, dark, handsome, sophisticated man in a suit sidled in and ordered a vodka martini - shaken, not stirred. He was very hot, but I did not want to seem too eager or make it obvious that he had my attention, so I glanced at him acros the room. His tuxedo was perfectly tailored to his ripped body, and he was constantly scanning the room but in a subtle, not overt way. Our eyes met across the crowded bar. I heard him enquire of the bar staff what I had been drinking. My glass was almost empty. Suddenly, he was striding over to my table, confidently. He was taller than I thought, and drop dead gorgeous. My heart started to race a little faster. He was carrying two glasses, one was a pornstar martini. He put the drinks down on the table and held out a hand. I nervously raised mine thinking he was going to shake it (I hate handshakes - they are so stuffy) but amazingly he lifted it to his mouth and gently kissed it. "Mind if I join you?" he enquired. I just smiled softly and nodded sideways towards the empty chair. "The name's Bond. James Bond" he confidently announced. "Just call me Lycia" I said, as I popped him the famous smile. It was not long before we retreated to my room so that he could outline the details of my assignment. Clearly I cannot outline the nature of my mission. Well I could tell you but..... you know would might need to happen then. Agent Lycia xxx
