Chapter 33: Spanish Date pt 2 - Valeria

I look around at the familiar setting of the gorgeous outdoor t***s bar lit up by fairy lights that sits right on the waterfront in Barcelona. The sun is just starting to set here, casting a spectacular glow along the horizon and filling the sky with breathtaking shades of red as the large ball of orange disappears into the ocean. The colour red is so intense it looks like the sky is on fire.

“Where are we?” Isolde asks.

“You don’t know?” I ask in surprise.

She shakes her head, “My magic just locked onto a location based on what was in your mind. Doesn’t mean I know where that location is.”

“Ah. Well, we’re in Barcelona,” I smile at her, “I love coming to this t***s bar whenever I visit. The food here is to die for and they have live music,” I say with excitement as I pull her towards the entrance.

We walk up to the hostess, who is a tall and very leggy brunette and if her dress were any tighter I’d see her ribcage. Her breasts are pushed up so high I fear she’ll choke on them, an