June

the long version

Politics, phallic statues, and pretty women. Literally everywhere you look, you see an old man and a gold-digging cling-on wrapped around their wrinkly arms. Luck had not gone my way when Warren Shipley, one of the nation’s wealthiest men hired me to play arm-candy in order to save face with the other one percenters he did business with. At least that’s what I thought when I arrived in Washington, DC, until I was met by old man Shipley’s debonair and insanely handsome son. Aaron Shipley was nota