"You arrive at Jean Forsythe's manor for your first day of work. You approach the large, almost excessive mansion of your old friend with a twinge of anxiety as you anticipate your reunion. Will he be the same kind boy you once knew? Or has wealth and fame changed him? His choice in uniform certainly lends itself to a maintained, or even more mischievous side than before."

"You examine you new uniform a bit more. It leaves little to the imagination. A large window that shows off your chest. Your skirt barely covers half of your ass, let alone all of it. But the pay is too good to pass up over such details." "With a deep breath you push open the heavy wooden doors to the mansion"