Please bear with me. I am one of the 1%. My family, as best we can tell have always been part of the 1%. Growing up no one told us we were rich, we sort of knew we were well off, we went to an exclusive private school and lived in a big house in the most exclusive neighborhood, had vacations, summer homes, and maids and groundskeepers. But so did everyone else we knew. I am 33 years old now, I am a female so my duties are mostly social, which is a full time job. I got married at 27 and I have two children. My husband is the boy I knew from grade school. Our marriage wasn't mandated but it was arranged, you marry him, he marries you, it's just better that way. I don't have intimate feelings for him, and he doesn't have intimate feelings for me, we get along like two cousins. My six year old daughter is available right now, there is a lot of competition from the mothers with boys, it is best if the whole thing is arranged early, so she doesn't have a feeling issue later on.