Inside the box, cradled in pink velvet, was the Beretta.

His lower lids drooped away from his watery eyeballs so that the inner flesh showed like pink velvet and his voice was scratchy and breathless.

Belburga bustled back to the table in a swirl of mended lace and rather odious pink velvet.

Fifty pounds of brat wrapped in hot pink velvet approached.

On the pink velvet banquettes neatly rouged society women, crisp in Adolfo and Chanel, glanced sideways, perhaps hoping for a visit and a little air kiss.

Returning to the bedroom, she saw that her clothes were gone; in their place was a dressing gown of deep rose pink velvet.

Her skin was impossibly perfect, like pink damp velvet.

Once there, the settee of pink velvet awaited them, perched before a fire that echoed the heat between them.

My dressing room was roomy, with a seating area upholstered in deep pink velvet and piled with satin and velvet pillows.

I helped to peel off the old taffeta and to dress her up in pink velvet, gathering her hair in tidy curls under an ostrich-plume hat.