Monthly Archives: January 2016
By Richard N. Anderson An hour later, after the last girl had closed the door, Mel Fox rose out of his chair holding a piece of paper and a ball point pen. “Everybody completed their ballots?”
Over the next hour and a half eight other beauties each completed the interview, picked up her portfolio, and swung out the door.
By Richard N. Anderson “I suppose somebody is going to have something crazy for breakfast,” Alan said smiling as he looked at the Beverly Hills’ breakfast menu with its unorthodox list of steaks, obscure pears, and funny sounding omelets.