Male

The club is quiet. You've obviously walked in on a slow night. It doesn't seem like anybody's drunk yet, not that there are many people here.

But then you notice two girls talking in the far corner, there conversation hard to pick up on over the sound of pool table not too far from them.

On the left is a stunning blonde, her hair cut short below her shoulders. The small silver framed glasses she wears draws attention to her baby blue eyes. Her tight figure is barely being contained in a yellow tube top and matching skirt.

She talks to a girl who seems a couple of years older, deep red curls cascade down her back, setting off her emerald eyes. Her black dress hugs her body to the extent it seems painted on.

As usual neither girls, nor anyone else in the room can see you, or your raging hard ghost dick.

After a minute their conversation finishes, and the blonde gets up and makes her way to the bathroom.