Page 87 of The Hookup Experiment

Not because it bares skin, though it does (the swimsuit is cut way up her thigh, showing off her long legs).

Because it's an insight into her life.

I do like her. A lot. And I don't care what that means tomorrow.

I need to do this now.

It's different than with other women. I don't want to stay on the sidelines, unwilling to lose myself in the absurd experience of talking someone off, participating without really participating.

I don't want a moment of detachment or inhibition.

I want to feel every second of this.

Patrick: Agree to disagree.

Imogen: You think I look sexy in my practice suit? Really?

Patrick: I prefer you out of the suit, but yeah. You look hot.

Imogen: With the swim cap?

Patrick: You're not wearing it.

Imogen: I'll show you my true form, but it might be a boner-killer.

Patrick: Not possible.

Imogen: Is that a dare?

Patrick: If you want to see it that way.

She sends another photo.

A selfie in her blue swim cap and goggles, from the top of her head to the bottom of her chest.

It's not sexy in a traditional sense, but the insight into her life?

Patrick: Hot as fuck.

Imogen: Really?

Patrick: I guess I have a fetish.

Imogen: We don't need a lot of roleplay skill for that one.

Patrick: You want to roleplay?

Imogen: Maybe. I haven't thought about it.

Patrick: Do you have a scenario in mind?

Imogen: Do you?

Patrick: A few. But I want this, now. Me and you.

Imogen: Me too.

Patrick: Is that from today?