There is an inner playboy in Oliver that he never knew existed, but his new gig brings it out. He grabs the bull by the horns and tries and flow with the tide. The escort business is not so bad after all.
He gets paid for getting laid, who wouldn't want that? Being with Anne, however, tames him and he thinks about quitting the business. He slowly develops feelings for her and though he knows mixing business with pleasure is dangerous, what harm could it really do if the business is the pleasure?
He jumps at the chance of going out on a weekend getaway with Anne. The pay is good and so is the company. His dreams are however persistent, and when Anne literally transforms into the jaguar from his dreams, Oliver is dumbfounded.
How on earth do you react to the girl of your dreams transforming into the creature in your nightmares?
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