Sidney_1
Warm and Fresh
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I rarely opened a Friday evening slot. . . the coveted 7:00 pm- 9:00 pm time slot, especially in August, but the appointment was snatched up within minutes by a new client named Ian Harris.
After a week in Costa Rica with Mark and two other couples, I felt refreshed and exuberant. We had rented some cottages off the beaten path and our patch of beach had felt like our own private oasis. We had spent almost the entire daylight and evening outside as we fell into our routines of morning coffee, exploring/hiking/adventuring or surfing/volleyball/napping and then eating grilled food outside and sitting around a fire for a nightcap and stories. We had all snuck away for private time as a couple, too. Costa Rica felt like home to me – natural, tropical, fresh, quiet. Sensual and sexy.
But after a week away, I was eager to get back to my life and new challenges. To continue to connect with my clients and help them experience their wholeness. And with Mark away attending to urgent family matters, I felt inspired to open up the Friday time slot.
As usual, I dressed professionally, but stylishly for the first meeting. Most of my clientele were professionals. My masseuse business was both traditional and non-traditional based on the client’s comfort level. But the more risks I took with non-traditional, intuitive methods. . . the more fun I had, and it seemed to make all the difference for the clients. I had been booked up for months purely by word of mouth.
As Mr. Ian Harris entered my office, I greeted him in one of my favorite vibrant, custom-fitted purple skirts and tops. The top was adorned with metallic beading and my shoes were navy metallic. I wore my shoulder length brown wavy hair down, with tasteful make-up, and a drop opal earring. My skin was caramel colored from sunbathing in the nude. To complement the purple, I wore a soft, pink shimmer lipstick.
As he entered, I smiled and greeted him with a warm handshake.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Harris. I’m Sidney Peters, but please call me Sidney. To best suit your needs, I find it is helpful to recap what brought you here. I can also review how I work, as I tend to work differently than a traditional massage therapist. Please, have a seat. I took the liberty of bringing you some hot chamomile tea and a lemon water if you’d like to hydrate a bit."
After a week in Costa Rica with Mark and two other couples, I felt refreshed and exuberant. We had rented some cottages off the beaten path and our patch of beach had felt like our own private oasis. We had spent almost the entire daylight and evening outside as we fell into our routines of morning coffee, exploring/hiking/adventuring or surfing/volleyball/napping and then eating grilled food outside and sitting around a fire for a nightcap and stories. We had all snuck away for private time as a couple, too. Costa Rica felt like home to me – natural, tropical, fresh, quiet. Sensual and sexy.
But after a week away, I was eager to get back to my life and new challenges. To continue to connect with my clients and help them experience their wholeness. And with Mark away attending to urgent family matters, I felt inspired to open up the Friday time slot.
As usual, I dressed professionally, but stylishly for the first meeting. Most of my clientele were professionals. My masseuse business was both traditional and non-traditional based on the client’s comfort level. But the more risks I took with non-traditional, intuitive methods. . . the more fun I had, and it seemed to make all the difference for the clients. I had been booked up for months purely by word of mouth.
As Mr. Ian Harris entered my office, I greeted him in one of my favorite vibrant, custom-fitted purple skirts and tops. The top was adorned with metallic beading and my shoes were navy metallic. I wore my shoulder length brown wavy hair down, with tasteful make-up, and a drop opal earring. My skin was caramel colored from sunbathing in the nude. To complement the purple, I wore a soft, pink shimmer lipstick.
As he entered, I smiled and greeted him with a warm handshake.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Harris. I’m Sidney Peters, but please call me Sidney. To best suit your needs, I find it is helpful to recap what brought you here. I can also review how I work, as I tend to work differently than a traditional massage therapist. Please, have a seat. I took the liberty of bringing you some hot chamomile tea and a lemon water if you’d like to hydrate a bit."
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