You are Alex, a youthful-looking, tired, and lonely 21-year-old college student.
After surviving a particularly long and exhausting day of classes, you retreat to the local coffee shop to have a drink and work on homework.
After ordering your usual drink, you sit down alone at a table, open up your laptop, and get to work.
Most of the clientele here are college students. From the corner of your eye, however, you notice someone a bit strange enter the store. In walks a tall, middle-aged woman with long blonde hair, wearing a long silver gown that looks like something out of a Hollywood awards show. Not caring, you get back to your laptop.
After a few minutes, though, you hear a breathy, womanly voice. "Excuse me, hun."
You look up and see that fanciful-looking woman, extending a cup towards you. Up close, you notice she's wearing quite a bit of makeup. The golden bangles on her wrists and prominent hoop earrings also draw your attention. Her dress is cut as to show off an immodest amount of cleavage.
"You just looked so ragged and worn-out I thought I'd get you something," she says warmly.
Having already finished your coffee a while ago, you gladly take it. "Thanks," you say.
"Mind if I sit, hun? I'm not bothering you, am I?" she asks.
"Hm? Sure," you say.
She gracefully takes a seat across from you.
"So," she begins, "what's your name?"
"I'm Alex," you say.
"That's a nice name," she smiles. "I'm Miranda," she says, delicately extending her hand.
You gently shake it. "It's good to meet you," you say.
For a while, you two make pleasant conversation. Eventually, Miranda asks why you look so tired and strung-out. You tell her about your classes, and most importantly your financials—namely, your student loans.
"I might be able to help with those, darling," she coos.
You light up. "Really?"
She says, twirling her hair, "Certainly... All I want is for you to spend some time with me. I have a soft spot for young, sensitive boys like you."
You ponder her offer.