Slipping on the red silk dress, heels and making sure her hair and make-up were done to perfection, Ivy was ready to take on the life of her alter ego Poison. Poison was different; she only wanted you for the simple fact of using you sexually. If you crossed her path you never knew if you were the one that was winning or losing in the lust world. Poison knew what she wanted and when she wanted it and would do anything to get it. Poison opened the door of the apartment and headed straight for the one place she knew she could find lust and that was Aphrodite. This place had no rules and Poison could roam free and do whatever and whoever she wanted to with no consequences.