Nichole Parker's facial features alone were, in themselves, enough to excite most men. It was a thin, heart shaped face framed by long black hair that bobbed over her forehead. Her nose was long and delicate, thin as porcelain, and tipped upward, revealing her flaring nostrils. Her eyes were set wide apart and slightly tilted and her gaze was direct, frank, unabashed. Her chin could be described as pert, her mouth fleshy and broad, revealing dazzling white teeth whenever she smiled. All of her teeth were capped and for by Web Hardman. Hardman, dressed in his habitual trademark of all gray, stood behind her chair at that moment. Both he and Nichole were looking at a wall and a white projection screen that was silently and electrically lowering itself into position. It was lowering into position at Web's command. In another few seconds, he would flick a switch, and a panel in the opposite wall would slide open and a projectionist lens would focus itself.
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