This is a story of Selena Gomez. No, not that Selena, the actress and singer, but Selena, the 30-year-old soccer mom of two children. About the only thing the two Selenas have in common is their name and heritage.

This Selena was the typical slightly overweight, Hispanic ‘mamactia’ with large breasts, wide hips, bubble butt, and a slight belly. Her straight black hair hung down past her shoulders. Her infectious full lip smile and large, brown, seductive eyes would always calm the most disgruntled client or employee.

She worked in a small office as a secretary/receptionist for an oilfield equipment testing facility. She was the only female among 10 male coworkers. Most of the people who dropped off and picked up the equipment and the delivery personnel were males, which perfectly suited Selena’s personality. She liked to flirt and show off to the guys she interacted with.

Today, one of her latest flirtation victims pulled into the parking lot and exited a company pickup. He was an older man with gray hair, a white goatee, and a mustache. She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and fluffed it out, preparing herself. He walked through the door.

“Good morning, Selena. How are you today?” The man asked.