Predators

Her dreamy eyes glazed over. Those slender hands went limp and her head lolled back: beauty stilled and open to predators.  Scores of eyes feasted hungrily on her, now that she could not spurn them with that contemptuous flicker in her eyes. It was another routine presentation at office and as usual, sleep she did.

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