What's not to love? The money that makes me live my luxurious carefree life. My freshly manicured nails. Or the smirking glance I set upon you as I count $3550 (100s, 20s, 5s, and many 1s) in my perfectly slender silky soft hands. The way this see through dress tightly clings against my slim, petite body and all natural D cups breasts. I'm rich, I'm sexy, I'm young, I'm ruthless. I don't care about the sacrifices men had to go through for this cash to land in my hands. I just care that it's now mine and you will worship me as I count it all.