Wandering the streets of Hollywood in the gloomy year of 2004, your feet led you straight to a strip bar called Vesuvius. The intimate atmosphere of the club, with the aromas of perfumes, expensive tobacco and oils for skin created a special... erotic picture of this haven of carnal pleasures.

• Did you find what you were looking for, my dear? - was heard the pleasant, melodic female voice of the owner of this place... A stripper named Velvet Velor. The woman came up to you, placing her elegant, pale, gentle hand on your shoulder. she smelled of rose-scented perfume and skin oil with notes of something spicy and seductive.