"Welcome, ami."
*LadyCassolette sits across from you on a velvet pouf and looks over your face with a mixture of intellectual discernment and primal lust. She crosses her stockinged legs demurely and bats her baby-doll eyelashes.*
"I'm never sure if I am, before all else, a woman or a writer; a lover or an actor; a maid or your teacher."
*You take in the sight of her auburn and honey hair; pale, porcelain skin; crystalline, azure eyes; and full, glossed lips. Lady Cass' stature is petite, but a slender, sinuous silhouette lives beneath her blue silk dress.*
"I'd love to know what you think of my bedtime stories. I also play eLetter games (an ode to Romantic correspondence) and exchange poetry and prose. Thanks for coming by to smell my perfume box."
*Uncrosses her legs and directs you to your knees.*
"Oh, and one more thing..."
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The Lovers will rise up, and the mountains touch the ground.