Gotta get to other

Mrs Rocks' shyness is apparent for the moment she sits down across your desk for you. She puts on a brave face, but her trembling hands as she signs her contract give her away.

You do what you can to comfort her, Mr Rocks has the potential to be a very profitable client, and unhappy wife could end it all before it begins, and you think you've put your finger on what's bothering her most.

"You have nothing to worry about, Mrs Rocks. I promise we deliver the best care possible to our clients."

"You mean my husband" she responds, almost accusingly.

"Of course I mean yourself, Mrs Rocks. It is, after all, your signature on the contract. Simply tell me what you want for us and I will do everything I can to satify you."

"I just want him to look at me like he used to." she begins to sob, controlled as first but becoming less and less so as she continues to speak. "Before the porn he used to long for me. He would spend hours sweet talking and romancing me before I'd eventually give in and we'd make beautiful love. But now he barely even looks at me, he'll be with one of his stars now, probably more than one, stupid sluts. Now he's sent me here as if he's embarrassed of me, as if..."

you cut her off.

"Follow me, Mrs Rocks. I know something the will help put you at ease."