Her gaze holds mine for a moment, and I feel a spark of connection, as if she’s sizing me up. pity,” she adds. I nod with a thanks, my eyes still fixed on the blond-headed woman as I approach the stage with the dim spotlight. I can’t take my eyes off of her, my heart pounding in my chest as she finally gets down on all fours and crawls over to me. “You have a certain… They are obviously identical twins, with porcelain skin and raven-black hair that falls down their backs like waterfalls. But it’s not like they tell you, the whole fire and brimstones.” She chuckles darkly, her laughter echoing in the small room. Tonight I just want to forget about my troubles and blow some money on some pretty ladies. The succubus’s eyes narrow, and she glances at the twins, then back at me. The lady behind the glass collects my money. I shake my head, trying to recollect my thoughts.
