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  <title>Comments on 'Velvet'</title>
  <subtitle>The first thing he noticed when he walked into the motel room was the wallpaper. It was like a bad acid trip and it made he had to squint against the intensity. It was only then that he saw her, clad in a white lace nightgown propped up on the bed with the red velvet duvet. Only then, of course, was it too late. 

&amp;quot;Who are...&amp;quot; he blinked back. Her eyes flew open, two big round dinner plates that took in his every inch.

&amp;quot;Does it really matter, sweetheart?&amp;quot; She said with a sly smile.

&amp;quot;I think I have the wrong room, I mean, the lady in there, she told me it was this one...but..&amp;quot; he stammered. She laughed, a child's laugh and sat up, crosslegged, letting one of the straps on her shoulder fall down.

&amp;quot;You didn't know your room came with a girl did you?&amp;quot; She laughed. 

&amp;quot;Well, uh...I...&amp;quot; he continued to stammer, &amp;quot;I guess so. I mean, I didn't know you'd be in here...I'm not really sure how this whole system works...&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;First time?&amp;quot; She asked inquisitively.

&amp;quot;Yes. I mean, no. I mean, well you know...&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-09T23:39:34Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Velvet</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; T   H   X  Honestly, shame on you! &lt;br /&gt;Actually the comment is funny.&lt;br /&gt;And the story, Nouvelle, is awesome! Capturing his nervousness, and her flirtation. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-09T23:39:34Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mistress Elsha Hawk</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Velvet</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Yeah, that looks like brothel wallpaper&amp;#8230;not that I&amp;#8217;ve ever been to a brothel.  I mean, I watch a lot of Westerns&amp;#8230;not naughty ones, but&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;Funny little moment of hesitation and feeling each other out&amp;#8230;before feeling each other.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-09T13:58:32Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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