"You see," Marco explained, "this is about my poor sister, Bianca. Ever since her boyfriend ran off, she's felt absolutely awful. She sits and mopes and cries and so on. I feel bad for her, and she looked out for me when I was little, so I'm looking out for her now."
"What do you want me to do?" asked Drake, not sure where this was leading.
"It's quite simple, really," replied Marco, "she's miserable because she isn't getting any. She hasn't had sex since that jerk ran off, and that was nearly two months ago!"
Marco smiled, "That's where you come in, muscles. You see, my sis' ex was a big guy - lifted weights a lot, and all that. I figure, muscle freaks must be her type, you know? So anyway, I see you, and you're the biggest damn freak I've ever seen, and I thinks to myself, 'I bet Bianca would go for that one.' So you see, fate has led you here."
Drake was confused, and it showed.
"Look," Marco explained, losing a little patience, "You're going to go up there, tell her that you're a gift from her little brother, and then you're going to make love to her, okay? You're going to use that freak body of yours to fuck her brains out. You got that?"
Drake nodded.
"Good. She's up the stairs, first door on the right."