Strip Bar

Basic Instinct

They smile, talk, light slim cigarettes ... In a relaxed dance they throw off all their clothes. You cannot even move a finger - they look you straight in the eyes so that your entire body is filled with a sweet languor, losing the ability of any movement. You are paralyzed by their charms like a rabbit by a boa . You do not hear their words - you look into their eyes, they look into yours. They put out their cigarettes - You have the floor, Your Honour ...