After sexually assaulting an officer of the law, Alex made a speedy return home. His heart was still racing from the whole ordeal. Never before had he done something so outrageous. After all, he may have been a playboy in his past life, but he wasn't a rapist. And yet, humiliating that self-righteous police officer just felt right...
Perhaps it was at this moment that something dark which had laid dormant in Alex's heart for so long had finally awakened. But he felt that the law no longer held any meaning to him. A will to do whatever it took to corrupt these heroines for his own personal use had taken a seat in the back of his mind.
Of course, these thoughts were immediately scattered when Alex walked into the living room and saw a group of mature and beautiful women gathered around a young man who was standing naked. At first Alex thought that perhaps it was a stripper that one his mother's friends had invited over, but then he realized this man was posing for paintings.
