Bob sighed as he stroked skillfully, with practiced motions learned from Old Man Li and Touchmaster Touchealot...
on his chin area while pondering the question.
How exactly was he going to tell Allie about his alter-Egos?
___
"Yeah, you like that…?!" Allie murmured magically, as she stroked him on her bed with one hand with her perfectly proportioned movements…her slender dextrous fingers tugging tenderly and tangling in his hair…
as Jasper purred in contentment.
With her other hand, she was using her fingers and thumb expertly, circling, pressing and flicking upwards on the sensitive area with just the right amount of pressure…
that was the touchscreen of her phone, as she Doom-scrolled absently.
How was she going to… reveal, to... expose herself…
as Sally to Bob?…
___
Oof.
It was a big… Thing.
Maybe… Maybe it was too… much to fit in all at once…
in one conversation, Bob thought to himself as he handled his huge, hung…
Artwork on the walls, a ground-breaking piece painted by his Alter-Ego Leon Artisté.
Maybe he could just keep going … what Allie didn't know, wouldn't hurt her…?!
He dismissed the thought. His Lv 294 Resilience and Lv 264 Results-Oriented Focus meant that he would do what needed to be done.
Allie deserved to know!
___
…Maybe it didn't matter. She wasn't being untruthful, she *was* Allie right.
Maybe it was fine just keep going, or just break off contact.
There were plenty of other guys right?
Yes it was true… but Sally had never experienced the connection that she had felt as Allie with anyone else in her entire life…
___
It all went back to his goals.
Become a Genetic Success.
Become a Rizzmaster!
To this end, Bob knew that this was the most important thing, and accordingly, his [True Multiple Projections] had also received training as part of his plans for World Domination.
Darken Mysterius was a handsome, brooding enigma who exuded Werewolf Alpha vibes and kept to himself, all professionalism and results.
Then there was Leon Artisté - a True Multiple Projection that allowed him to feel life, color, emotion, beauty, and also to hone the skills and tools to express share and resonate these feelings deeply and incredibly with another person.
Rafederovic Phelps-Bolt-Ronaldo-Messi was a sports superstar and athlete, who exuded discipline, charisma, skill and legendary tier abilities just waiting to make his mark on the sports world, gifted with raw virility and overflowing masculine energy.
And of course, Valentine Richést, the charismatic CEO and public face of Bob so he could live a peaceful life.
All of these True Multiple Projections were beginning to flourish in their own way, enabling Bob to gain more skills and experience as he progressed along his path to becoming a Rizzmaster.
As these Alter Egos developed, things would only get... harder. It was better to let Allie know now before it was too late!
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Sally had decided that she was going to take the massive matter…
into her own hands. Regardless of if the perfect guy existed and what Bob might say, she still wanted to become the best version of herself possible.
As Sally tousled Jasper, she telepathed her thoughts.
"Jasper…"
She voice-overed.
"I know I've got it all…"
"I have a "Faith Hope Love" Charity that I know is making the world a better place…"
"I'm working on the "Endless Freedom" Project that is going to empower women and give them - and myself - more choice, more options, more breathing room to just live and explore."
"I've even experienced the fun of being a normal girl through my undercover alter-ego Allie. As Allie, I've met Bob, someone who really cares for me…"
"What's next?… I have almost everything I think? Yet, Why do I feel like something is missing?"
Jasper purred as he preened himself.
"Missstressssss…" He expressed with his - as ever - Elmo-esque extrasensory elegance.
"You forgot to say… that you are also a billionaire x billionaire, and are blessed with brilliant brainpower and breathtaking beauty… but don't worry, I mentioned it for you…"
Jasper offered obligingly.
Sally gave him some extra tousles. That was the good thing about cats, she thought to herself. They truly understood.
"Well… you do have it all… on the outside….
But inwardly… there is still much that you have yet to experience…"
"What do you mean, Jaspy?" Sally asked.
"Up to this point, you have achieved amazing things... Alone."
"The next step… is to Allow."
"Allow...?"
"Yes… Allow good things to happen to you.
Allow yourself to feel, to experience, to love."
"With your Antarctic Anti-Rizz Index, no one could approach you… unless you Allow them to…"
"Hmm… But I'm… just me?!!! That's already enough, right? I shouldn't need to do anything…?"
"Well Mistress… You are absolutely enough. That said, "Allowing" means you need to *allow yourself* to experience…"
Was it true?
"You need to learn... to *allow yourself* the possibility to be happy...!!!"
"You have to allow yourself... to live…!"
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Sally took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
She had to… allow herself to Experience? To live?!
T-that was scary. It meant giving up control, it meant trust. It could mean… getting hurt.
But it could also mean real growth. Real joy. Real love…?!?!
*Bzztttt!!!* *Bzztttt!!!!*
- Just at that moment, her phone rang!!!
I-it was "That Guy!!!"
"Hello?" She picked up the phone. She considered putting on her Allie glasses but decided… against it for some reason this time.
"Allie…" As always, Bob's tone conveyed affirmation, strength, self-sufficiency and purposeful [Intention], a focus that made her feel like she was the only girl in the whole wide world and that she had his complete attention.
"It's always wonderful to hear from you..." Bob spoke genuinely as always filling the conversation as usual with safe, secure, warm, fuzzy positive vibes…
Sally decided she had nothing to lose, why not try out Jasper's advice.
Closing her eyes tight, she exhaled and relaxed, allowing herself to be present, to feel, to experience.
As she did so, she began to feel… the faintest… something.
Bob clearly cared about her, regardless of whether she was Allie or Sally. He was always showering her with love, care, and affection.
Maybe… she just needed to allow herself to experience that?!
Jasper gave her an encouraging purr.
"An interesting thing now would also happen…" Jasper mind-manifested.
"Yes... It is scary to allow yourself to feel... but now… you can also allow yourself to feel... happy…"
As she chatted with Bob, Sally found herself slowly feeling something more… was… she… happy?! That they were talking?!"
As she allowed herself to relax a little more, to be present, she realised that a funny thing was happening.
She was naturally starting to respond. It was still barely anything to write home about, but it certainly felt different… It felt… better. Maybe good?!
...Maybe this was enough allowing for today...