The truth

"Not exactly. I'm his father. He's my son. I'm not even a woman to begin with!" Walter exclaimed.

"So? Why should I care? You're called actors for a reason. Just get on with it and act!"

"We're not actors though! Look, I'm an inventor. I made this device that allows me to turn into other people. I can't change my voice though. I am only on this site to pull a few pranks for fun."

"Well, this is fun! At least for me. C'mon, I'll pay you."

"This isn't for sale! I'm not a porn actor, and I will not be bought!" Walter declared stubbornly.

"Surely you must have liked it a little bit, though?" The pervert grinned. "I know you did."

Walter's face flushed red. "I am not gay!"

Alright, this is getting a little awkward, Tim thought. He reached out and quickly disconnected the call before it could go further. Walter leaned back and ran a hand through his messy, blonde hair.

"I'm not gay," he murmured. "I'm not."