“What we need to do is make sure that at least once a week, we make the time to talk about our personal issues – not work stuff, not how projects ...re going, what stuff needs attention or how many extra staff we need. Just talking about ourselves, the things that are going on in our personal lives, how we are feeling. Just like we are doing right now. Deal?”“Deal,” she said, and reached across to hold and shake my hand. “We both need to commit to each other to keep this agreement. I’m still in. And ofcourse the rest of the group was watching everything that she did andgiggling a little every so often. Finally, just about as I was going toask her to finish up soon so I could go off to the restroom and take aleak, she turned the chair around to face the mirror and said, "There.How does that look?" HOLY SHIT! Well, I guess that since this was abeauty parlor after all, I should have expected what kind of hairstylethey give patrons there, but she had given me a page boy style with myhair. It was a rather hot day, and I was out in the park catching some rays, I had my top off, exposing my slim, silky smooth body, with nice tight football shorts on, exposing my bulge. I decided it was getting a bit hot so wandered off to the road, where a nice expensive car caught my eye, and so did the rather handsome older guy inside it, he had a good look at me, specifically around my body and crotch area, I knew he was up for some action. I walked further up the road, where I could see him. She turned and left the room without sayinggoodbye. The entrance of Lenny followed her departure in almost unseemlyproximity. Lenny raised his eyebrows in a symbolic acknowledgement thatMrs Smyth-Carter had got him hot. Jim didn't reciprocate; instead, heglanced down into the street as best he could through grimy windows tosee his new client make her way to her car."What do you want now Lenny?" Jim asked tiredly without turning to facehim."Oh, nothing much," he lied, "you working for her then.