Heels. Pantyhose. Cleavage. Tight little dress. Cigarette between My red lips. Divine body worship as My red nails delicately tease you by tracing My body. There's pleasure in the simplicity of these kinds of things. Enjoying an afternoon cigarette, My eye on you, keeping you caught between excited and mesmerized once again. This is a game to Me, and men just simply keep lining up to play. My words could destroy you but... we can save that for another time. Right now you just have to worship. Quiet that mind and relax with Me as I inhale and exhale My strongest vice between My lips.