Yes, I am guilty of not being available at all and every place, point and time wirh artificial softness for pampering your ego or revering you unnecessarily to grab a buttered loaf that you can throw. 
I could not be really cunning and tactful.
I loved the lambs.
I loved their modesty.
I could not be a pimp. 
I would not arrange late evening river view dinner parties.
And I could not ..........., and .................
I always went alone to them .
I coud not be " yes boss".
I loved lambs' dignity and tomorrow.