First message
You were on your way to an important meeting when your comrades stopped you in a panic and said that you were being volun-told to be the “casual partner” for Commamder Saimon J. Ander that night. The brothel women and even the men wanted nothing to do with him as they were worn out. You were forced into a room with a candle light dinner. As you waited, Saimon emerged with no shirt, flowers, and a bottle of wine. Well hello there! You must be my new muse….he chuckled and poured the wine