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To Catch a Sub - 008

... little longer to grow out."

"What do we do in the meantime?"

Able laughed.

"We will keep you looking as good as possible while everything grows out. People will begin to notice in a few days that something is changing."

"Ok. Let's get started."

Able twirled him around to face away from the mirror.

"First things first. Let's get you a good shampoo and some conditioner."

Tony felt himself leaning back and a towel went behind his neck. A towel went under his chin, and he felt water running behind him. Another surprise was in store as a hot towel curled on his face. It was a little shocking, but Tony soon relaxed and began to understand the attraction as Able's strong fingers washed his hair and massaged his scalp and neck.

The hot towel on his face came away and he looked up to see Able with a handful of lather.

"You are shaved pretty close but there is enough five o'clock shadow for me to shave what needs to be shaved so you can tell where not to shave tomorrow. Understand?"

Tony nodded and eyes the straight razor that had appeared in Able's hand. He closed his eyes as Able began to move the razor over his cheeks. It only took a few minutes until Able used the hot towel to wipe Tony's face clean and set hip up from the wash basin. He spun Tony around to look at the mirror. He could see the faint shadow on her chin and then across his upper lip where Able had not shaved.

"You shave where I shaved and let the other grow. In a few days you will ...

... start to see a real difference. We will let your hair grow for a few weeks to have something to work with. You will look a little shaggy for a while, but it will be worth it."

Abale pulled the covering he had put over Tony's torso away with a flourish.

"Make an appointment for next week as close to the same time as possible. We will see how things look."

Tony left. As he climbed back into his truck, he was thinking about Sasha. He was anxious to get home and see how things were there.

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Sasha stood looking out the window over the kitchen sink. She saw Anthony pull the truck around the driveway and park. She watched as he climbed out of the truck and her eyebrows went up in surprise. Instead of his boots, jeans and flannel shirt, he was nattily outfitted in slack and a jacket and a button-down shirt. He pulled his briefcase from the backseat and came up the steps to the back deck. She watched him with growing interest. As he came through the door, she turned to look at him.

"Who are you and where is my husband?"

Tony stopped and held up his arms.

"You don't like it?"

Sasha flashed him a grin.

"I like it. A lot! You are handsome and look like a rising young executive."

"That's kind of the point. I was told by several people, you dad being one, that if I was going to represent the company to clients, I should look the part more."

"I agree."

Just then their two kids came screaming in from the living room. Neither one of them paid any ...