Billionaire Boys Club

All I did was kiss her, and her panties came flying off... SIERRA: Why do I keep scraping the bottom of the barrel when it comes to men? If I go out with one more drunk, loser, mama's boy, or unemployed jerk-off living in his parents' basement, I'll go nuts. Maybe I shouldn't be too picky, though. I'm 90 pounds overweight, broke, and desperate for a baby. The good guys run the other way when they see me coming. I'm going deaf listening to my biological clock tick away, I'm broke and facing homelessness, and I'm so heavy that I can barely breathe. What guy wouldn't be attracted to that? What a catch I am... A.J.: I've always had to fight my way to the top, but I made it. I run my business like a maniacal savage. That's how I made my first billion by the age of 35. There's nothing I can't have. I want for nothing. Women throw themselves at me, but there's only one problem. I don't want them. I've never wanted anything that was too easy for me to obtain. That includes women. I can possess anything and anyone-but not Sierra. Sweet, shy Sierra. So naive, so innocent. She doesn't want a relationship with me...but she has no choice. If I don't conquer her curves right here and now, I might die. Buy Now!