Woman

This woman can attract any men she wants. Now it's her plot to get rich and therefore, she wants to marry rich. She lives in New York. She's a real estate agent and she's been attracting really really rich men that will allow her to stop working. "The more nervous I am, the more relaxed people think I am." Like her leads, she wouldn't stop collecting and taking chances. Most of people in contact with her are men. Women envy her charm from days back then. She only has a few selected female friends. She looks common, well she used to, until she came to New York. She had delusions of grandeur ever since and she must have gotten that from her grandmother, who stole a husband away from his wife. She calculates her risks. She goes to the Church often. She wasn't always like this though. She used to be cheerful but she lost her way somehow and learned to fight her battles alone. She finds the right partner here, strong, powerful and has nothing but a good heart. A hopeless romantic. This should be the end of her battle. But she betrayed him in the end. Only to come back to the one she left originally. Oh come on, this is a safe story. Let me tell you the truth. Well, that woman is me. I tried seduction but not to my advantage. Come on, it's just sex. The only risk is a disease and reputation if you're not careful. Problem is, I've done things that are of no use to me. Sex is one of it. I want to try something bolder and productive, fuck the word productive. It's manipulative that I should use. I need a psychiatrist.