You've Been Served!

Marcus struts into the massage parlor, eyes locked on the lineup, and points right at Miko Sinz. 'Her,' he says with that cocky grin. Miko's eyes light up like she just hit the jackpot—thrilled as hell that this hotshot picked her out of the bunch. He hands over some papers, asking her to hold onto them quick. She grabs 'em without a second thought, clueless she's just been slapped with a court subpoena. Now, realizing the shit she's in, Miko's desperate to keep it quiet. She'll pull out all the stops—tease with those skilled hands, maybe drop to her knees, whisper dirty promises—to convince Marcus not to rat her out to the court. Anything to keep her secret and turn this mess into her kind of fun.