I’ve never been one of those people who has mood swings based on the weather.  I prefer the rain in some ways, especially here, where it feels like the ghosts are walking and the veil is thin.   This is one of those places where you get tours of graveyards and can imagine the naked priestess in the dark dancing with the devil on a Saturday night. Any idea where I am?  I bet you can guess.

Molly and I decided to spend the evening out here on the terrace of our hotel, the heat coming up from the streets is like steam in this misty rain.   I think we should move here and open up a Tarot and Tease Shop.  We will wear tiny little outfits to keep from being too hot and convince every man who comes in that it is his destiny to be with us, only to leave him hot and wanting. We can show him cards with sexy naked goddesses on them, ask him questions and find out what his deepest darkest desires are.  Then we’ll talk about them, in detail, letting him imagine what it would be like to really have them come true, but it’s only a cocktease.

Is it just a fantasy?
Have you ever imagined that?  You meet a beautiful woman or two and suddenly all those naughty dirty fantasies you thought you’d never tell anyone are coming true.  Your cock gets hard and you start wanting to stroke for me as I whisper into your ear those words you long to hear.  Is that that I’m not wearing panties?  Maybe I offer to let you watch me and my friend make out?  Can you picture that?  Two women, nearly naked, bodies tight and tanned, pressed against one another and telling you to stroke your cock.  That would be a fun new stroking game wouldn’t it?  You sitting in our little shop, sweating, pants down, cock out, stroking and listening as we tell you all about how you should do it.

It’s Only a Game We Play with Your Cock

We can make a game out of it.  You watch and we kiss, if it’s a light little kiss, well then you stroke slowly until we stop.  If it is one of those long slow wet kisses, you get to stroke fast and hard until we quit kissing and giggle, while looking at you.  If you can guess which one of us can remove the others bra the fastest, you get to stroke while we do it, but if you’re wrong you have to watch without touching at all.

The dark interior of our Tease and Tarot shop is getting warmer and you feel as though you’ve been transported somewhere else, some place where anything can happen.  In this place we really might decide to make out with you or let you be a third in our threesome.  Or we might just leave you aching and asking may I cum, while we laugh!  That kind of sounds more like us, now doesn’t it?  You know that no stroker is safe when it comes to us and we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Did I mention it’s raining?  I think I’m getting too wet to keep typing, my white tank top is nearly soaked through and Molly says it’s really obvious that I’m not wearing my bra.  If the see-thru ness of her t-shirt is any indication, I can only imagine.  Don’t you wish you were here with us?  Aren’t you praying the fantasy will one day be real and you will stumble into our little shop and find that we are waiting and ready for you?  Of course you do!

See you later!