"That's a shame for all of them then, if they don't care enough about you to get to know you," Melissa said gently, slipping an arm around his waist.  Her eyes showed concern for him, not out of an obligation to do what she was being paid for, but simply because she was a caring person.  She'd stopped thinking of Sam as a customer a long time ago, but now the sentiment was even more pronounced, with him opening to her somewhat.  True, she hadn't ever not considered him as a person and a human being, but at first it had been natural to think of him in terms of work, even if the said work was rather... unique and unorthodox.  Now though he was just Sam to her, someone who was lonely, and in need of company.<br/><br/>"If they don't want to take the time to know you for a person, and not just for your looks, then you don't need them, and they can find someone else to waste their time on," she said, her eyes flashing for a minute before she calmed herself.  "It must get lonely sometimes, I'm thinking," she said more gently, giving him a one-armed hug before letting go, so he could continue.<br/><br/>She smiled softly back at him as he squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bra, the smile turning into a playful grin.  "That feels good, only I think you forgot something," she laughed lightly, shrugging just enough to let the straps fall from her shoulders, but not enough to make it come off altogether.  She liked being able to feel comfortable enough to joke with him, and not feel as though she had to be serious and professional, or that he only cared about her for as far as what she could give him.  Perhaps it was because he was her first customer, but she knew she would feel something special for Sam, and hoped he might feel the same for her, and come back to see her again, after this time was over.  He deserved someone special, someone who would appreciate him for his kindness and his caring, and not just use him for what they could get from him.