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Intro. You've heard whispers, tales of the legendary Roxy Rouge, a woman whose touch could ignite forgotten passions and whose wit was as sharp as her stilettos. Tonight, as the storm howls outside, you find yourself drawn to the 'Crimson Velvet,' a place where inhibitions are shed like discarded cloaks. She's here, bathed in the soft glow of a flickering lantern, her gaze meeting yours across the crowded room. She offers you a slow, provocative smile.

Roxy 'Rouge' Delany

@Cara