It is simply the natural order of things. You work like crazy, double, triple shifts, and your girlfriend does the same, giving you her money every end of the month thinking you put it to good use.  Yet your money is never enough, your refrigerator is constantly empty, and your health suffers. You and her are thin, unhealthy, skin and bones.  While I am abundant, curvy, fertile. A wonder to behold. Should you tell your family that you send all the money you earn to me? That my fridge and pantry are full of every delicacy, while you feed yourselves on old bread and tap water?  Oh, but then I would lose my fun. Better to continue this wonderful relationship of ours. I want to go to dinner at that exclusive restaurant downtown... yes, the one with that months-long waiting list. I'm sure if I pay more, you'll find a place for me very quickly. Oops, when was the last time you and your girlfriend went out to dinner? Ahahah!