Sam, the self-conscious sports reporter

If you were to ask me which of my clients I would have least expected to be able to sleep with, I would tell you Sam, the busty brunette sports reporter at the station.

Sam wasn't the kind of girl who would turn a lot of guys' heads, but that didn't mean she wasn't a looker.

I had always been fascinated with her before she happened to come under my employ, and in particular after she reamed some poor bastard over the coals one night for calling her "big boned" and expecting it to be taken as a compliment.

She wasn't skin and bones, to be sure, but I wouldn't say she was carrying an unnecessary amount of weight, either.

The fact she had recently taken to wearing glasses on air, which any guy knows makes a girl 110% hotter than she already is, didn't hurt.

But me being the kind of horndog I am, I saw an opportunity to reach to her about her obvious self-esteem issues and see if she wanted to work with me in the future.