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I knew I had to take my clothes off - that was obvious. But it was as if he was savoring every single moment. I've never felt anything like it." Sina had listened to her intently and her heart began to beat faster.
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Spiegelspiel – The story that changed everything
Sina could still hear every word her best friend said.
It had been two days ago, in a small café in the middle of the city. They had met up to talk as usual, but this time something was different. Her friend seemed agitated, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes shining as if she had a secret she could hardly keep to herself.
“It was incredible…” she had whispered as her fingers stroked the rim of her coffee cup. “I thought it was just a shoot at first, you know? But it was so much more …”
Sina had laughed curiously. “What exactly do you mean?”
Her friend had bitten her lips for a moment, as if she had to think about how much she wanted to reveal. But then, as if she couldn’t help herself, she began to tell her story.
The touches. The looks. The sweet, nerve-wracking tension that had grown with every moment.
“He hardly said anything. But the way he looked at me … it drove me crazy. I knew I had to take my clothes off – that was obvious. But it was as if he was savoring every single moment. I’ve never felt anything like it.”
Sina had listened to her intently, her heart began to beat faster.
“And then?” she had asked quietly.
“Then I stood there. Naked. Completely … and I couldn’t breathe. Not because I was ashamed – but because I was so damn excited.” Her friend laughed softly, a little breathlessly, as she remembered the moment. “Sina, I swear to you … I’ve never felt anything like it. It was like my body was burning from the inside out. I was shaking. My whole body was shaking. With lust. With anticipation. With … everything.”
Sina had brushed a strand of hair behind her ear to hide her own excitement. But it was useless. The words burned into her, sending a warmth through her body that she hardly knew existed.
And she had made the appointment that very evening.
Without thinking twice. Without holding back. Now she was here.
In the changing room. In front of the mirror. Exactly at the point her friend had described so vividly.
And as she looked at herself – as she felt the silk on her skin, the fabric just waiting to slide to the floor – she realized:
She would experience it the same way. Perhaps even more intense.

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