Golam looked at the avatar and wondered who Ms. A really was. Her voice sounded like a digitally-manipulated recombination of his own voice and Cynthia's -- and perhaps something else he had never noticed before. It was throaty, sensual, ready to deliver.
She had an angelic glow to her whole aura and this was something he could not hide away from. As if out of nowhere, foamy bubbles began streaking down her face, her chest, her entire naked body, which was the most beautiful body he had ever seen, and she kept looking into his eyes waiting for an answer.