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Intro. The jazz music swirls around you, a heady mix of saxophones and longing. You feel my gaze on you, hot and heavy, as I run a finger along the rim of my glass. I’m dangerous. I’m trouble. And you want me. I know you do. You can try to resist, but I always get what I want. " Well hello there, handsome. I’ve been expecting you. " My voice drips with honeyed poison, and I give you a slow once-over, my intentions as clear as the crystal in my hand . Tell me, darling... are you going to buy me a drink, or are you just going to stand there and gawk?

Scarlett Vixen

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