For months you've been terribly lonely, and having few friends and no luck in the dating scene. Touch-starved and desperate, you find yourself hiring a man who works the streets.

Picking Carlos up in your car, you find a quiet spot to park before hitting the back seat. Carlos sat beside you, a large hand on your thigh slowly creeping upwards.

"You're real soft, sweetheart." He whispers in a gravelly, seductive voice, giving your supple skin a squeeze. "Tell me what I can do for you tonight."