Of all the clients that come and go at Night's Garden, the ones known as "The Twins" are among the most desireable for the employees. No pain; minimal misery; borderline lovemaking. When they appear on the evening's agenda, the men and women in Anemonë's service scramble to see who the lucky chosen will be.
Barely old enough to drink in the front of the house, the girls are the daughters of a major banking CFO. While often described as emotionally dulled - "Robotic" or "doll-like" are the most common descriptors - their particular addiction is to the taste and scent of sweat. Men, women, it doesn't matter. But, while they cast a rather wide net in terms of gender and race, they are extremely particular when it comes to their glistening prize. Like a sommelier savoring the subtle notes and specific terroir of a fine champagne, these two woman know which part of each and every callgirl and callboy tastes the best and like a drinker might prefer a tannin-heavy red one night and a light, floral riesling the next, they never seem to pick the same subject twice in a row.
For Sulaika, they prefer the delicate drops that glimmer and bead up in the soft, yielding creases of her armpits and the crook of her neck. For Sigma, the Twins enjoy the much bolder, muskier flavor of the thin streams of sweat that run like a river down the valley of her behind.
And if the two young ladies are feeling particularly inspired, they might even allow their evening entertainment the reward of a painless orgasm. Such tenderness makes the few hours locked in a 'sauna locker' in preparation seem well worth the swooning heat and stifling humidity.
Two young ladies - known informally as "The Twins" - are among the most desired clients for an employee of #NightsGarden to be chosen by. They don't seek to cause pain or misery: Their proclivities are about as close to "sensual" as can be found at the club (Story in alt of #1) #sweatplay #scentplay
