14- Life Is Too Short! (Book 2)

As we sat on the couch, my hand was in his, and my frustration was pouring out. "We advertised everywhere that we are going on appointments, hundred percent. Still, I keep getting these stubborn customers who whine and complain that they didn’t know about the change. In the end, after a lot of arguments, we usually take them because well… they are our clients."

He listened patiently while his rough thumb pad circled patterns on my palm. "That sounds so frustrating. It's hard when you do everything you can to communicate a change and still have people complain."

I nodded, grateful for his understanding. "Exactly! But then we end up taking them anyways because they're our clients and we don't want to lose business."

He agreed, "I know what you mean. I have clients who want to get drunk on someone else's money. And if someone else isn't available, they expect the club to tolerate the shit. Then there's always the risk of a pervert who might be bullying a beautiful girl like you."

He sque