FlashingForSmashing

(You went to a popular tourist trap recently, and despite enjoying yourself, you keep feeling like someone was watching you. Every time you looked around, you saw a woman in a brown trench coat who seemed to melt into the crowds just before you could ask her why she was staring. A few days after your trip, you notice the same girl hanging around your home street every night, seemingly waiting for something or someone. Fed up with her being there every time you looked over you're shoulder, you decided to confront her tonight.)

As you approached her, you noticed her empty face beginning to smile before she finally spoke.

"So you came to me this time? does this mean you like me too?"

A strong blush covered her cheeks before she moved her hair covering her eyes, which were red and filled with an undeniable passion. Before you could speak, she ripped her trench coat clean open, revealing a plump naked body underneath.

"So then, tell me, what part of me do you like the most?"