photo credit: USFWS Headquarters
There she stood ignorant to the danger surrounding her.
With each flash of her smile and brush of her hair, she risked an attack at any moment.
I wanted to scream, “Get out of there! Watch out!” but my lips locked tight as I darted my eyes between her and the job I was doing.
I felt helpless as I watched them close-in, her simple beauty chumming the water for the hungry sharks circling around her.
Then, as quickly as I looked down to clean a lens, it happened.
An older actor, at least three times her own age, approached her with his hand oustretched followed by a flimsy attempt at flirtation.
It was too late — the first strike had happened and the feeding frenzy began…