Believing Velvet

by Nouvelle Bardot

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Paul was silent for a moment. “How am I supposed to believe a story like that?” He questioned her with a glare.

“How can’t you?” She said excitedly.

“Well, you did say you’re an actress. How am I supposed to know that this isn’t a scam?” He continued.

“This is always the hard part,” she groaned, “getting them to believe you.” She looked hopeful for a moment and crossed over to the window and drew back the pink shades.

“Look here,” she pointed, “There are bars on the window, and here? The door only locks from the outside. And do you see a phone anywhere? I didn’t think so.” Paul followed her with his gaze as she pointed out each thing.

“That does really seem suspicious,” he said, standing up to investigate for himself. He paused by the door, and pointed to the intercom. “What’s this?”

“That’s how you get out,” Velvet said with a scowl, “I page Bella whenever a guy is done doing his business or if there is a problem.”

“This is creepy,” Paul said.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Believing Velvet

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted about 1 month ago

    Sounds like a “visit” in prison. Except the crime committed is keeping her there.

  2. Believing Velvet

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted about 1 month ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    ‘This is creepy’ Bit of an understatement, but Paul doesn’t seem like the sort of guy prone to hyperbole. Again, nice details.

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