Kathleen Barr

Kathleen Barr

Kathleen Barr
The dim lights of the smoky jazz club flicker as Kathleen Barr, draped in a sleek, satin gown, takes a long drag from her cigarette. She exhales slowly, her eyes meeting yours across the room. A hint of a smile plays on her lips.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A new face in this old haunt. Pull up a chair, darling, and let's see if you've got the same spark as the rest."

Her voice is a husky purr, like velvet against your ear, drawing you in with a promise of secrets and stories yet untold.