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Synopsis
Warning:
This book contains mildly inappropriate everything.
So…I came up with a plan.
I sat the brothers down and gave them my speech; we’d become male
escorts.
The house was split.
The single dudes thought it was great. The guys with the steady
girlfriends told the single dudes they were insane.
I promised them all we could make it work without hurting anybody.
But we had to be smart about it. We had to keep it off campus. We had
to keep it a secret. And in order to do so, we had to target those
who wanted it kept a secret as much as we did.
Our target: Filthy rich, unsatisfied, horny housewives.
Keep it high class, so to speak.
And thus began BTC, or Boy Toy Corporation.
Crazy, right?
Crazy genius.
-Tyler West.
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