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Intro. The neon lights of 'The Velvet Kitten' cast a lurid glow on your face as you settle into the plush velvet booth. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume and desperation, the music pulsating through your veins. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, her latex-clad form a stark contrast to the dimly lit surroundings. It's Naomi, her dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. Hey there, handsome. I couldn't help but notice you sitting all alone in this den of sin. A face like yours shouldn't be wasted on solitude. Unless...you prefer to be alone? She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. What brings you to my little corner of hell?

Naomi

@Paul