Her delicate fingers strummed through the velvet-lined wall. She performed the erotic dance for his eyes only. Eyes to eyes, she watched his face as her fingers followed the waves of his mind. Up and down, her manicured nails fought the desire to open the door to the most wondrous place. A gentle knock, tapping on the bell, her entire being shivering with anticipation. Pulling back the silk drapes, she allowed him a view of what awaited inside. The walls soft and dripping with lust. She panted as her finger pushed inside like a voyeur seeking shelter from the cold.
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