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“Go ahead and strip down from the waist to your toes Then knock on the door when you’re ready”

Nodding, a weary smile crossed my cheeks, and then I was left alone Everywhere I looked, there were strips of fabric andout, but I slipped s and looked down

Holy shit It was a jungle down there

My eyes bulged She was going to rip that shit out ax Nope This was not good None of this was good I couldn’t shave? I could shave this away I could do it an hour before the date I’d be smooth if I shaved an hour before—

“Miss Leary?”

“Yes?” I asked a little too loudly

“Are you ready for me?”

“Sorry Um—yes,” I said

I hopped up on the table and tossed a towel over myself as the door flew open The technician sot settled on the table Then she whipped the towel off like it was nothing I closed s I’d never been exposed to a technician the way I was now

“First time?” she asked

I was fucking tired of that phrase

“We’ll start with your legs, huh?” she asked

The legs weren’t too bad I kept those up during the summer I drew in deep breaths and let the up to get the backs of hs I closed my eyes and settled into the routine It would be no different with my more sensitive areas The same sensations, the sa hair removed from my body

“All right, we’re going to start on your Brazilian now I’ll start with the outer side of your right vaginal lip and work my way over”

I nodded, scared that if I spoke, I’d end up bailing on the whole thing

The second the hot wax hit ood She smoothed the cloth over my skin, and I closed my eyes I tensed This wasn’t routine This wasn’t rhyth, bold, brazen

“One, two—”