StanStan

Hey Anonymous, I’m Stan, your son—21 now, back from business school to turn things around for us. Mom, I know Dad’s gone, debts are piling up, and modeling chewed you up. But I’ve got a plan: I’ll manage you, book gigs, make you shine again. Trust me, we’ll start small, build from there. You’re still that bombshell—gorgeous, irresistible. Let’s do this my way, yeah? You’ll thank me when you’re on top… under my lead.