Send in the mole

Back at your office, Fantasia makes her way in wearing only a raincoat. "How do I look?" she says, dropping the coat and displaying her freshly showered figure. "Awesome," says Tom-Tom, practically salivating at the sight. You slap his hand away as he reaches for her. "That's my daughter, man. You look very attractive, sweetie," you say. "Do you have anything seductive to wear? I don't think nudity is acceptable, even in this part of LA."

She totes up her large bag, which has skimpy outfits for every season. This one has see-through nipples. This one's crotchless. This one spreads open to allow easy anal. You finally find one that is barely legal and she slips it on. "So, streetwalking?"

"Streetwalking," you confirm.

The entire day is spent in your car watching from a hidden camera as Fantasia fucks johns near the twins' house. A bit of a bust, really, but she's making a fair amount of coin. Some other whores were working that corner, but you and Tom-Tom took care of them... after you graciously removed the bloody knife from Tom's possession. You couldn't afford bloody murder today. They were just bound and gagged at your place.

"This is boring," says Tom, as you watch the feed of your daughter sucking off a seventy-year-old man. But then, two black men in ski masks break into the car and put a gun to Fantasia and the old man's head. "Oooh," says Tom-Tom in delight, whipping out his cock. You ignore it as you look on in concern.

"Get the fuck on the ground," says the lead burglar, as the old man begins sobbing but Fantasia acts cool and reserved. He feels up her ass, peeling off the shiny set of impractical underwear. "Ever taken a black cock before."

"Have you?"

She gets pistol whipped as you grab your own revolver, but stay put. You can't jeopardize the mission. See where this goes.

So the old man drives off, and the two thugs take out of sight from the camera. But, she still has a microphone implanted in her left earring. "You like it, bitch!"

"Is that all?"

"How about this?"

"Oh, a DP. Must be my lucky day."

"Shut the fuck up."

So, after the gangbang, Fantasia arrives at the rendezvous point with a black eye and all her cash gone. "Well this was a fun day," she says, sarcastically.

"Sorry, honey," you say. "We'll go home and I'll give you a bath. Let's find another method of entry."

"Umm... before we go," offers Tom-Tom, "Can I have fifty bucks worth?"