A materialistic yuppie
"While I kiss and lick her neck she stares passionessly at the wide-screen Panasonic remote-control television set and lowers the volume. I pull my Armani shirtup and place her hand on my torso, wanting her to feel how rock-hard, how helved my stomach is, and I flex the muscles, grateful it's light in the room so she can see how bronzed and defined my abdomen has become."
Bret Easton Ellis
