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Trish was enjoying a stroll as an Odd song sung by a NOOB (another new word she loved) she’d noticed this morning working in the latest area of  interest to those succubi who manifest Temptation; The Internet. It was a foreign idea to her when she’d first come to know that there was a way to entice entire populations at once but as one of the leading Courtesans of Hell her job to understand it and how to manipulate it to it’s fullest extent and had done so to the best of her mercenary little heart.
 
Trish was now a successful business woman who only saw those clients now that she wished to see or were too powerful to refuse, it had been the same when she was mortal but then she had lacked the power she had here. She practiced the Oldest profession of all and loved her job because it allowed  her to create illusions of herself and in settings that reinforced them. Her clients ranged from the loneliest NOOB to a Master weapons maker and a few others not so regular but fans after a fashion.
 
They paid their dues to watch streaming events staged for their kink or if they had the cash came to watch the show in the live audience but in the end the money flowed into her hands where she rewarded her people with bonus and praise. Many thought her simply a merchant of carnal delights but that just showed how little they knew of temptation or that she made quite a bit in the advertising business which after all was Temptation monetized.
 
So it was with relaxed purpose she walked through the Entertainment district observing the trends and which businesses were performing and if it was because the common produce was in Fad or did they do it differently than others in their field.