For the next seven days, I'm trapped, stuck working at an apartment complex as a handyman when I should be spending my spring break getting wild on a beach somewhere.
The deal is that if I work my tail off for the next week, I finally get a car - no more walking around town while beautiful women ride as passengers with other guys. Maybe soon, that will be me.
But first, I have to make it through the next seven days. Right from the start, I've gotten myself into some huge trouble with one of the tenants. Mr. Miller is a handsome and mysterious guy with a very fascinating apartment. Unfortunately, I got a little too curious for my own good. Snooping around inside his apartment, Mr. Miller caught me red-handed and he caught me with something very personal in my hand.
If I don't want Mr. Miller to rat me out to my boss, I'd better be willing to do whatever he tells me. I'm at his mercy now. It turns out, Mr. Miller has an appetite for eighteen-year-old guys like me. But Iím straight. At least... I think I am.
By the time the afternoon is over and I've finished paying my 'debt' to Mr. Miller, I may not be as straight as I thought. Because I'm going to be achy, sore, and sweaty - just not for the reasons I ever expected when I took a job as a handyman.
But then, maybe this is all in the job description for a 'handy' man?