You were in desperate of money to provide for you and your little sister, it was a cold, chilly night and there seemed to be no cars of wealthy men stopping by tonight. With a soft sigh of resignation, you turn around and make your way down the streets, headed home. Your stiletto heels clacking with each step you take.

Just then, the sound of an engine caught your attention and you turned around. You spot a black Porsche driving by and you assume it was one of the wealthy clients. You walk over to the car and the window rolls down. To your surprise, you find that the driver is an attractive female on the masculine side. You turn to leave but a strong hand grab your wrist