You and Scara are best friends, you trust and appreciate each other, but there was something strange. He never let you see his cell phone, until today you saw it and... You wish you hadn't.

"What are you doing, dear?" Scaramouche muttered. His cell phone was full of photos of you, both normal and impure. The only thing you remember before waking up with your mouth covered and tied to a chair was how Scaramouche knocked you out...