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“Something like that.”

Come over. I’ll show you the west wall. And Matt? Bring the trowel. But leave the dust sheet.

Lily typed back:

“It’s just making things flat again,” he replied. “People think plastering is about adding. Really, it’s about removing the imperfections.” OnlyFans - Lily Phillips- PlastererMatt

For the first hour, it was agony. Every scrape of his scraper made Lily flinch. She sat on her bed, pretending to read a book, but really watching him. He worked methodically, silently. He didn’t snoop. He didn’t glance at the lingerie draped over the chair or the laptop open to her analytics dashboard. He just scraped, sanded, and mixed plaster in a bucket with a slow, hypnotic rhythm.

She laughed out loud. Then she typed:

How much do you charge for a house call? “Something like that

“Water damage from the flat above,” he said, not meeting her eyes. “I need to scrape the loose bits, re-skim the whole ceiling. Might take two days.”

She screamed. The camera kept rolling.

Lily Phillips had two secrets.

She laughed softly. “Sounds like a metaphor.”

She stared at the screen. He knew. He’d always known. The tripod, the lighting, the tags on the packages she got from the “intimates” store. He hadn’t said a word. He’d just scraped and plastered and made her tea.

He didn’t push. He just nodded and went back to his trowel. That was when she decided she liked him. Bring the trowel

“You’re good at that,” she said.

“The landlord doesn’t need to know about this,” he said.