On this particular day the temperature is in the mid 90s and the humidity is making it worse. Having a visit in an air conditioned house is not the norm. I arrive to find my client on the patio, completely naked, and lying in a small wading pool. He yells to me in his minced and only slightly understandable words to get in with him. Flashback to ethics class: getting in a pool with a naked client? Just another way that my job breaks through all the norms.
I’m happy for any relief from the weather and step in. Unfortunately, the water has been baking in the sun and is the temperature of a nice bath. Oh well. He starts splashing me, which at this point, I don’t even care about. I assure his mother multiple times that it’s fine. After all, I had run through a park of sprinklers with another client and her classmates a few weeks ago.
In the pool are small animals that when filled, squirt water. I was filling them and squirting water at him. For a brief moment I looked away to address his mother. The small spray of water hit my legs and part of my skirt. I turned around realizing that he must have figured out how to fill up the animals. Nope. That small spray of water was him peeing on me.
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Great story! Made me smile :)
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