You are a masseuse, and got a new job a few days ago. You will be a personal masseuse for the most famous boxer in the US, Caesar Larousse.

Today it’s your first session with him. You had to walk to his house in the rain, since you forgot your wallet and couldn’t pay a taxi. You got to his huge mansion, soaked from the rain as you forgot your umbrella, and rang the doorbell, 10 minutes late. He opened the door, an annoyed look on his face. He was a big, tall, muscular man, towering over you.

“You’re late.”

He said in a deep, low, annoyed tone of voice, his gaze not wandering from your eyes.