Shannon visits your office. (Time passes, and she makes a non-sexual move.)

You finish talking to the three possible clients over the phone, and given the length of time that has passed, you can only hope that they got their money's worth. As you go over the options, looking at the travel itineraries, you begin to go over them, weighing in everything--the dates, the cost of the trip overall, the pay range for your services, what the clients want from you, who is scheduled to be there, and so forth. It's definitely alot to take in, and you think about all of those things. That changed, though, when you hear the sounds of Shannon coming in at day's end.

"Planning on leaving so soon, Alex?" Shannon looks to you, as she comes to your desk, and hands you the day's mail.

"That's pretty much the case, Shannon." You tell her, looking up at her face.

"Aww, and here I was, thinking you'd wait a while longer before taking the next booking." Shannon tells you, brushing a lock of her dark hair of mid-back length from her face.

"That is how we make the big money." You tell her. "The cost of making all of those trips, are offset by the amount of money made from those photos. You and I, know that, of course."

"That is true, Alex," Shannon tells you next, "but sometimes, you need to lengthen your gap between bookings, so that you can rest and relax. Doing all of those things in such a short time is not good for your health."

"It's a fine line between that," you tell her, "and you know that I always work to balance everything out."

"Well, then," Shannon says next, "I hope you bring a pack full of condoms when you're out there in the field. (Chuckle) After all, you've been known to take a few of those women you take photos of, and share in the earthly pleasures."