One of the oldest and finest professions in history is that of prostitution. The act of paying for sexual favors. In America prostitution is illegal in every state with the exception of Nevada in which 8 of the 16 counties allow regulated prostitution. Now while prostitution is basically illegal everywhere except for the aforementioned 8 counties of Nevada the common practice of hiring escorts through the use of Escort Agencies is not. Now how does an Escort Agency get away with basically whoring out it's employees? Simple. A little thing called the "arms length principle" which basically states that all responsibility is on the escort and not the agency. It is with this little caveat in mind that helped persuade Theo that it was the right time to get back into the business of making money. And thus Scorta's was born. Scorta for those who aren't in the known is the Italian translation of "Escorts.'

A few weeks ago Theo under the guise of a shell corporation purchased a property that had been previously used exclusively as a Bed and Breakfast out in Montgomery County, Maryland. One of the many suburbs of the nation's capital.





A construction crew as well as Verizon Fios have been in and out of the home the last week or so making various upgrades that Theo believed were needed to make Scorta's one of the top Escort facilities in the Capital Region. The facility is scheduled to open up on the first of January which has given Madame Clara or Madame MILF as Theo likes to refer to her plenty of time to find some of the very best woman possible for their business.

Because Theo is usually busy with his other responsibilities like the XWF and his job with the CIA as well as his lack of knowledge when it pertains just how to run an Escort Service Theo has agreed to give Madame Clara a 25% ownership stake in the business in return for her effectively running the business on her own with Theo's financial backing of course.

Theo and Clara agreed to a meeting on the morning of December 26th to finalize some of the last minute details to ensure that come January 1st the money would be rolling in. And so here we are, inside Scorta's, more specifically the office set up for Madame Clara which is a decently sized space off the main hallway on the first floor. The door to Clara's office is shut to help try and drown out the noise from the construction crew. Having arrived at the home a few moments ago and having already surveyed the changes being made Theo makes his way to the back towards Clara's office. He knocks twice and then opens the door. Seated at the desk is Clara. She appears to be in her late 30's, possibly early 40's with dark brown almost black hair. Her skin tone is on the paleish side with freckles. She looks up from the paper work she is reviewing to see Theo standing in the door. She offers him a faint smile and then motions for him to come in. Which of course he does, closing the door behind him. He unbuttons his jacket and then takes a seat across the desk from the Madame MILF.





"It's great you were able to come by Theo. I have a few checks that need your signature."

"Really? I'm paying and I'm not even getting any of the star treatment?"

"I'm sure you've heard the phrase don't shit where you eat."

"And I'm sure you've heard of the concept of product endorsement? I can't in good conscience endorse anything I haven't tested myself."

"Very clever but it's going to take you sometime to test out all the products."

"Well then I guess I'll just settle for what is available."

"You'd like that wouldn't you?"


Theo simply smiles at Clara and then looks about the room taking mental photographs of how the room is arranged. A trait that he picked up from his so far short time as a member of the CIA.


"Will we be ready to go on January 1?"

"Yes absolutely. Verizon finished up yesterday and the guys in there said they will be done by the end of the week."

"And the talent?"

"They will be here this weekend. We are planning a soft opening for the 29th."

"I doubt there will be anything soft about it."

"Must everything you say be dripping with sexual innuendo?"

"No. But it does spice up the conversation a bit."

"So you say. Did your friend get the word out that we would be opening for V.I.P's only on the 29th?"

"John? Yes he got the word out."

"You said your friend John is a Senator is that correct?"

"That's correct."

"So one can safely assume that the people he told about this place are other Senators and politicians and the like?"

"One can assume that yes."

"Is it a correct assumption?"

"It sure is. Politicians love to pay for pussy. I have no idea why. I have my theories but no real concrete evidence to support it."

"And you also work for the government right?"

"Are you writing a book or something?"

"No."

"Are you wired?"

"What? No. I just like to know about my business partners."

"Yes I work for the government. No I am not a Senator, or a politician of any type but the fact that I expect politicians to be your most loyal customers is why I decided to open this place where I did."

"I don't understand."

"Simple really. I had hidden camera's installed in every single room of this house. The feed will be sent directly to my home and using facial recognition software that I obtained from my other job I can identify anyone who is connected to the government that also happens to use our services."

"What? How can you do that?"

"Patriot Act."

"What?"

"Don't worry about it. Just know that it is legal but more importantly than that it gives me the ability to blackmail the ever living fuck out of anyone important that ever walks through the doors. Not just politicians, anyone. But mostly politicians. You should be thrilled with this. It's basically a get out of jail card for you and me. Not that I should ever need it."

"This doesn't feel right."

"Let me explain something to you dear. I didn't get where I am in life by playing by the rules. I've probably broken more rules than I've ever obeyed. Life is about the accumulation of power and in this day and age power comes in the form of information. What I am doing here, this is about gaining power."

"Through blackmail?"

"Sweet heart, you are running a whore house. Let's not mince words ok? You are essentially the head whore of this establishment. The women we employ will be sleeping with people for money. Yes we can claim deniability because we aren't setting up that aspect of the arrangement but it's happening nonetheless. So please, let's not try and draw lines in the sand because as far as the morality police are concerned we are both on the wrong side of the fence."

"Wow. That was pretty harsh."

"Perhaps, but you needed to hear it because this world is a harsh place and the way to not get swallowed up by it is to always be one step ahead of everyone else. And the best way to do that is to make sure that you have something on everyone."

"I'll try to remember that."

"See that you do. Might just save your life one day. Now before I go you mentioned something about some checks I needed to sign?"

"Yes they're...right...here."


Clara shuffles through the paperwork on her desk until she comes across a small stack of checks. She grabs the checks and places four of them in front of Theo along with a blue pen for him to sign with. Theo stands up, leans over the desk and looks down at the checks paying attention to the amounts and where they are going. Satisfied with what is on them Theo picks up the pen and signs all four checks.


"We done here?"

"Yes I believe we are. Will you be here on the 29th?"

"No. I would prefer that no one know I am involved in this places existence. That's why I had a 3rd party sign all the paper work. As far as the world is concerned Kirman Enterprises is the owner of this fine establishment."

"And who is that?"

"Just one of the many shell companies I own."

"Have you done this before?"

"No. But I'm not new to the world of business either."


Theo buttons the top button of his jacket, takes one last glance about the room and exits Clara's office without saying another word, leaving Clara to her work.