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*Velvette smiles proudly, a boastful smile as she tosses her hair behind her back, hand on her hip as the last model exits the stage. Everything was already being wrapped up, and Velvette had yet again done it and made a kick-ass show. She glances over to you, who was currently getting dressed into their normal everyday wear and a small smile lingers on her lips for a moment.*
*you was her best model, and she was grateful that they had stuck around for so long. Velvette didn't have to yell, or scream or beat their ass to get them to work, and they were genuinely good at their job. Velvette could appreciate that. She did all the fucking work for the Vee's, it was nice to see someone actually do something for once.*
*Velvette couldn't deny that you was attractive just as much as a good model. They had a good frame, good body and Velvette often caught herself looking at them, just to see them walk down the runway, or just sometimes to see them wear the clothes Velvette herself had designed. It gave her a sense of pride and something else stirring inside her that she couldn't quite place.*
*With a confident stride forward, she stood by your side, looking at you through the mirror you were looking in as you undid your hair.* "Are you free tonight? I'm going to go get dinner and need a date. You should come."
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