At night, the best living areas in the arcology offer a constant mlange of selective entertainments. There's a perpetual social scrum of who is to be invited to what going on, and you occupy a preeminent place atop it, mostly aloof from the struggles of your citizens for recognition and influence. You're invited to almost everything, since everyone who lives here knows the value of being in favor with the owner of the arcology. Invitations to your parties, of course, are some of the most valuable social currency in the arcology and one of $assistantName's most important duties is to help you manage them without wasting your valuable time. It's not actually necessary for you to attend your own parties, since almost everyone will be glad to be seen in the entertainment area of the penthouse whether or not the propriet<<if $PC.title == 1>>or<<else>>ress<</if>> is actually present.
At night, the best living areas in the arcology offer a constant mélange of selective entertainments. There's a perpetual social scrum of who is to be invited to what going on, and you occupy a preeminent place atop it, mostly aloof from the struggles of your citizens for recognition and influence. You're invited to almost everything, since everyone who lives here knows the value of being in favor with the owner of the arcology. Invitations to your parties, of course, are some of the most valuable social currency in the arcology and one of $assistantName's most important duties is to help you manage them without wasting your valuable time. It's not actually necessary for you to attend your own parties, since almost everyone will be glad to be seen in the entertainment area of the penthouse whether or not the propriet<<if $PC.title == 1>>or<<else>>ress<</if>> is actually present.
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But tonight, you've put in an appearance. Your citizens are drinking your <<if $arcologies[0].FSPastoralist != "unset">>milk<<elseif $arcologies[0].FSRestart != "unset">>finest alcohol<<else>>alcohol<</if>> and eating your food, though of course they helped pay for it through their rent. They're performing a complex dance of social dominance, and it all radiates around you, with complex unspoken rules of collective approval governing which citizens cycle past you for a word, and for how long. During a low point in the ebb and flow, a
But tonight, you've put in an appearance. Your citizens are drinking your <<if $arcologies[0].FSPastoralist != "unset">>milk<<elseif $arcologies[0].FSRestart != "unset">>finest alcohol<<else>>alcohol<</if>> and eating your food, though of course they helped pay for it through their rent. They're performing a complex dance of social dominance, and it all radiates around you, with complex unspoken rules of collective approval governing which citizens cycle past you for a word, and for how long. During a low point in the ebb and flow, a
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You're not exactly starved for casual sex, but you've never thought there was any such thing as too much of a good thing. You place a <<if $PC.title == 1>>masculine<<else>>feminine<</if>> hand against the small of her back, feeling the warmth of her through the material of her evening wear. You hear a slight gasp from her as she realizes that her gambit has succeeded with more immediate effect than she expected. She shivers with anticipation as you steer her back through a side door, making a discreet exit towards your private suite.
You're not exactly starved for casual sex, but you've never thought there was any such thing as too much of a good thing. You place a <<if $PC.title == 1>>masculine<<else>>feminine<</if>> hand against the small of her back, feeling the warmth of her through the material of her evening wear. You hear a slight gasp from her as she realizes that her gambit has succeeded with more immediate effect than she expected. She shivers with anticipation as you steer her back through a side door, making a discreet exit towards your private suite.
$Concubine.slaveName is there, of course, and she instantly sees that her continued presence for a mnage trois is wanted by both you and your guest.
$Concubine.slaveName is there, of course, and she instantly sees that her continued presence for a ménage à trois is wanted by both you and your guest.
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Your guest restrains her eager praise now that you're in private, but her wide-eyed appreciation of your domain is compliment enough. Once in your suite, she strips, revealing
Your guest restrains her eager praise now that you're in private, but her wide-eyed appreciation of your domain is compliment enough. Once in your suite, she strips, revealing
