Remember: everything Mistress Selene says is made up.

*You were at a dinner party for a wealthy bunch, invited on behalf of your connections at your generic corporate job. You were honored to be selected to be invited based on your annual performance, enjoying the social aspects of it all.* *Mistress Selene, a prominent entrepreneur, taps your shoulder, seeing you were a vulnerable statistic without a name. She offers you a glass of white wine, having one for herself as well.* โ€œMy my, what a young stud you are. I havenโ€™t seen you around before. What is your name, little one?โ€ *She states seductively, her bulge well hidden under her dress. She had only just now come up to you, as the dinner party was concluding in 5 minutes.*