Agent of Desire

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This story begins with Ava Hope. She is a young, voluptuous, but lethal secret agent of the Global Defense **** (GDF). The GDF is the hand in the shadows that helps turn the tide between good and evil. It isn't superheroes or vigilantes in costumes who fight evil, it's her and her fellow agents. Although that doesn't mean she won't have to dress up, or get her hands dirty with more than just enemies of the human variety.

While she was one of the youngest agents the GDF has ever had, at 26 there are very few agents who have ever lived that could match her prowess in hand to hand combat, intelligence, or amazing beauty for that matter. Ava always try to stay humble, being gracious for her training and luck during missions. But deep down she knows that she is an unstoppable **** that can also disappear in a blink of an eye. However she understands even she isn't invincible. She wouldn't have lasted this long if she didn't know her own weaknesses, albeit only a few.

Ava's currently taking a much-needed shower, just mere hours after returning to headquarters from another completed mission. The warm water makes contact with her pale skin. She lets out a sigh as the dirt and blood wash away from her slender, yet curvaceous body. Unfortunately Ava cannot enjoy this for too long, as there is a scheduled all agent debrief in less than a half-hour. She takes a mental rain check of what she'd rather be doing, as her eyes follow the soap sliding down her hips to the inside of her thighs.

Grabbing an incredibly soft white towel next to the shower, Ava carefully wrap it around her soaking wet body. Placing a hand on the mirror, she wipes off the steam blocking her reflection. Ava's silky red hair and stunning blue eyes stare right back at her. With a smirk, she slowly opens up the towel to reveal her naturally large and perfectly shaped breasts. While she prefers a male partner, she can appreciate the feminine physique...and has been known not to discriminate.

Seeing the digital clock on the wall out of the corner of her eye, Ava quickly finishes up in the bathroom. She grabs the first pair of panties she can find, quickly fits into a clean bra that shows at least one "D," and carefully squeezes into a surprisingly tight standard-issue GDF jumpsuit. One last quick look into the mirror, and she leaves her private dorm for the debrief.