It was almost dark when Jeff made it to the farm where his friends were imprisoned. He walked up to the farmhouse and knocked. An elderly lady answered the door and was somewhat put off by Jeff's appearance. The farmer from the auction appeared behind her.
"Sir," Jeff mustered, "A friend in town told me you were looking for a farmhand. I know I may seem a little--intimidating but I clean up nice. I'm willing to work for food and a place to stay."
Being the kind man he was, the farmer agreed to give Jeff a try. The woman served Jeff leftovers from supper and made a bed for him upstairs. After supper Jeff bathed and explored the final product of his toil. His hair-covered sculptured body was perfect.Jeff tried his hand at shaving and found he was already quite experienced although this was his first try. He shaped the hair into a trim goatee and thick, pleasing sideburns. He also cleaned up the hair on his head and found he could make a small ponytail on the back of his head. He settled on this look for now, going to bed and wondering what the morning would hold