No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Fanny cracked a playful smile, "Handsome, are you that much of a saint that a little touch is off-limits?"

"Apologies, but we're strictly in the business of performance, not pleasure. Please, let's keep it professional," Phipps replied, nodding slightly with a courteous bow. Faced with such a firm yet polite man, Fanny knew better than to push her luck. She withdrew her hand and continued her inquiry, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-nine!"

Fanny nodded, looking up at him slightly, "And your height?"

"Six feet and a half!"

She glanced around once more, "Did you go to college?"

"Yes, I studied Al and Robotics."

Fanny clicked her tongue, "That's a hot field right now."

The unsaid implication was that it seemed a waste for someone with such a prestigious degree to work as a model.

"This is just a side gig for me," Phipps revealed, catching me off guard.

Is everyone hustling this hard these days?

has a solid job

to someone as ambitious as him, I felt somewhat

really putting in the effort,"

the moment was right, I suggested to Fanny, "Let's go, the show

gaze on Phipps, "Ever lost a child in your

"I'm an only child!"

"Your parents

of earshot, she questioned, "Did his answers match up with what we know

from his face, nothing

says he's not

and so is the information he gave. I'm not sure if

silent, pondering how to further

the thought that he might not be Ernest, but the evidence suggested he

been close

enough. He

scars or moles in private areas. Why don't you find an excuse to check on

a mole

place? What about...other areas?" Fanny nudged me with