Mandy Muse is in front of the computer in the reception area of her massage parlor, clearly frustrated that it is not working. Thankfully, help is on the way. I wonder what kind of a wimpy nerd the computer company will send me this time, Mandy asks herself, and her question is immediately answered as Charles Dera, the I. T. Guy, walks in. Mandy is utterly shocked to see the gorgeous slab of man in front of her, the complete opposite of the geek she was expecting. She looks Charles up and down. Im so glad you... Came, she says, lingering on that last word as she takes in the view. Charles is oblivious to her innuendo and asks her how he can help. As she stays seated, they chat about what may be wrong with the computer. He suddenly grips the arms of her chair and lowers himself to his knees, his face now inches away from her groin. Oh my, says Mandy under her breath. A tense moment passes. Finally, he uses the chair arms he is holding to push the chair and roll her away from the computer, telling Mandy that hell just have to check the computer under her desk and he needed to make room. Oh of course! What else would Charles be doing down there! Charles shifts over to look at
