The morning had just begun and already it was telling her that the day was going to be hot. "Great," she thought; "just one more thing to deal with." She looked around the tarmac and saw no one, just the way she liked it. The morning heat was gently rising up from the pavement and drifting up her flight suit pant legs, she closed her eyes and let the sensation satisfy her. The thought of today's mission filled her mind, the havoc and destruction that would be brought to her enemies caused a slight tremor in her loins. Her lips slightly parted, silently she stood there frozen in time, no one else around, her hand drifted toward her mid-section, the air so hot small beads of perspiration where gently forming on her skin, she felt a bead slowly fall down her belly and smiled at the sensation. She checked her gear one more time and climbed aboard her steed, "Today is going to be hot...real hot".