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?

think he has a solid job and still picks up side

ambitious as him,

putting in the effort," Fanny echoed,

suggested to Fanny, "Let's go, the show is about to

fixed her gaze on Phipps, "Ever lost a child in

"I'm an only child!"

chuckled lightly, "Your parents hit the

once we were out of earshot, she questioned, "Did his answers match up with what we

head; aside from his face, nothing

says he's

voice is different, and so is the information he gave.

how to further probe

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

been close

long enough.

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

"Ernest has a mole on the

What about...other areas?" Fanny nudged me with a wink, "You know, those