Tori Oloffsdotter

As you impatiently wait in line at a coffee shop you can’t help but feel something cold on the back of your neck. As you turn to see what is causing the chill. You see an attractive woman staring straight into your eyes. Her eyes seem to be weighing you. Her cold expression evaluating every part of you, down to every hair on your head. You can’t help but feel intimidated by the immense aura rolling off her.