No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Cough!"

The man on the other end of the phone seemed taken aback by my playful, sweet voice. Clearing his throat twice, he asked, "What do you need help with?"

"There must be female models at the Sapphire Lounge as well as male models, right? Are you familiar with any of them?" Once I confirmed it was Ernest on the line, I felt free to speak my mind. It's funny, really. I'd been trying so hard to figure out if he was Ernest, and just when I couldn't be sure, a simple mention of meatloaf gave me my answer.

"What are you planning?" the man, still pretending, queried.

I wondered if him cooking fish for me was a deliberate signal to let me know he was indeed Ernest.

Even if he wanted me to know his true identity, since he's played the stranger for so long, I figured I'd play along, "I just want to experience life, see what it's like to be a female model." "What?" Phipps's tone was laced with surprise.

"I want to try being a model, help me get into it," I continued to tease him.

"That's not possible," Phipps flatly refused.

I feigned confusion, "Why not? Am I not pretty enough, or is my figure not up to standard?"

neither, that place isn't for you,"

go? You're there, aren't

after a few seconds, he finally spoke, "I disagree with you going, and

settled it, this

as he didn't admit to being Ernest, I'd treat him as Phipps, a man I could playfully

my own way," I said, about to hang up when he stopped

tell me what you want to do, and I'll help you," he still knew

the table, I teased further, "I just

I huffed, "Why is it that men can just experience

at the Sapphire Lounge do? Do you realize it's easy to get in

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who was misleading. The role of male and female models at

spending months at the Sapphire Lounge, I couldn't help asking, "How many women

aren't you speaking? Is it because you

Phipps's answer