Many times, the client asked me to shave their legs which I also enjoyed doing.The clients and I got to know each other on many different levels and I...admired them all. Most became dear friends who discussed literally everything in their lives with me. In fact, they probably confided in me more than in their psychiatrist, priest or doctor. I just hope I was never the cause of their psychiatric treatment! 
The clients were wonderful and I tired to make the experience all about them.During all. "Matthew glanced at his team, then nodded, "Yes, agreed. Connie, are you willing to play the part of my daughter?"Connie smiled a wry smile, and said, "Yes, Grandfather, I think I can manage that."Matthew and John were of a size, and Connie was able to wear some of Lisa's clothing, so once his guests were suitably attired, and thereby disguised, the three of them headed off for Helena, and John's friend, while the rest of the party helped Lisa stow their supplies and some additions from John's. Bentlee looked quite shaken up from what just happened. Montana just held onto her protecting her. Ean peered over to me looking a little scared as well.I just watched as the two sisters started whispering into each other’s ears. After about a minute of their growing smiles and whispers, Bentlee spoke.“I think, that after that, you owe me that kiss we were talking about earlier.”Ean smiled. Bentlee moved forward toward him and he followed suit. Ean went in and kissed her on the lips for about. By the time he’d camouflaged himself beneath the loam and the layer of leaves, the Southern crystal sun was beginning to glow. The birds in the trees above him ignored him and began their morning twitters and chirps. From the racket the sparrows made as they woke each other up, Rick was beginning to believe there were a couple hundred of the damned things, right over his head, deliberately chirping and twirping as loud as they could in order to keep him from being able to sleep the day.