'More bloody bills. I not sure how I'll go this month. Business is steady but its not really making enough lately,' Mandy confided in her friend Nakita.
'Yes, I bet its getting tough. Maybe you need a new angle on the business. Get so more clients, or maybe specialise and increase the revenue somehow,' Nakita replied. 'After all, a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do,' she laughingly added.
Mandy's business was sports and remedial massage. After a few years she had built up a good client base. However, as with any town the client market was only so big and competition made things tight.
'Yes, I reckon you're right. I really do need to do something. But what and how are the questions,' Mandy pondered.
'Haha, well maybe you just got to sex it up a bit. Sex sells after all so the advertising people say. Nothing too dramatic. Maybe show a bit of cleavage for your next male client. That should work I imagine. Men as so weak when it comes to seeing a bit of tit. Have a look at your client book. I'm sure there's a couple of likely lads,' Nakita said with a sly smile. 'Oh, don't forget your female clients as well. A couple of them might appreciate that as well,' she added with wink.
'Really, Nakita. Now you're just being sleazy. You've been reading one of those 'My life as a call girl' books again. I doubt they are real anyway,' Mandy replied. 'Well, I'd better get going. A client at 3pm.' With that the girls said their goodbyes and set another day for a coffee and catch up.
That evening Mandy went through her diary for the week ahead. Not as many appointments coming up. I do really need to do something to help the business Mandy mused as she sipped a wine and scanned through her client book. Quite a few guys are regulars. A few football players with the usual sports injuries. A few retired types who pop by whenever their backs or knees get the aches. Otherwise a steady if limited pool with potential to get more limited if any injuries are remediated. Thinking to herself, she thought back to what Nakita said about sexing it up a bit. Hmmm, that might keep a bit of interest she thought, and I wonder what else will.
With the start of the new week, Mandy decided to give the sexier approach to her client sessions. Nothing cheap and sleazy she determined. Just a bit of cleavage and a lot more smiles she thought. That should do the trick. Men are just bigger boys after all, she smiled thinking.
Her first client that week was Aaron, who was a keen local footballer and as a consequence had a few hamstring and quad muscle injuries. Aaron was in his early thirties, with a good physique and pleasant demeanour. Like a lot of Mandy's clients, Aaron was also married.