Stunning slender blonde AI agent seduces crime boss with striptease and big tits

Most people want to hear a fairy tale about heroes and sunsets. But this ain't that kind of cliche. This is life. Dirty, sweaty, honest. Let me tell you how I was born. If I recall, it started with a girl in white. A detective lying to herself. Thinking she could hold the light. Just another shift. A shower. Clean soul. But a captain. Detroit style naive, living in a past that's dead and gone. Thinking a badge in this city was enough to carry. Thought it was a shield, her protector. But it was just an outdated blind. They thought the Mustang was a car. The wig a mask to wear. Thinking they could touch the dark. A white shirt turns into a uniform of sin. With a shame birthed in the G. Co. Gin. She thought she played a role. While the role laid her alive. It's just a bridge. First night the club, the first contact made. Thinking that sleaze at the bar was just a target in the sh**. She didn't know that money and sex here run so deep. Secrets you sell are the ones you'll never. The shame birthed more than the liquor she forced down her throat. When the first dance came, her body turned to stone. She stayed fully dressed in that white shirt, cold. Afraid of every touch, every look that stripped her skin. While the dark started to settle in. The filth wouldn't wash away, so she tried to let it drown. Glass after glass as the neon lights spun around. In that VIP lounge hidden from the world's prying eyes. She lost the last bit of control. A detective. No longer an asset in the game. It's a motionless body. She fell asleep on a stranger's lap in hollow place. While he took what he wanted from her unconscious grave. With every button undone. But the words grew silent. For the world. Get full of blood money. For the dirt and the thrills. And she was standing there alone. Megan Newton learned Ruth is carved in bone Sticky floor Under a flickering neon light White shirt will never be the same This is what life looks like when you decide to hit the floor It's just the start of Hugo's territory Back now