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Still, I stuff down all my irritation and let the driver take me to a posh spa on Walton Street

It’s not so bad to begin with Callum really did book the works The aestheticians soak iant mud bath with a completely different sort of mud plastered all overwrap on my hair, and after that’s all had tiiving turkey They coverand pu every inch of my body

Since I don’t give a fig about being naked, this is ot two ladies with their four hands all overout every last stress-induced muscle knot that’s burrowed its way intoas Calluuess it’s only fitting that he should pay to have it rubbed out again

It’s so delightfully relaxing that I start to fall asleep, lulled by the wo puh the speakers

I wake up to blinding pain in the crotch region The aesthetician stands overthe little hairs that used to be attached to my body

“What the fuck?” I shriek

“It can sting a little,” she says in a completely unsympathetic tone

I look down at my lady bits, which are now completely bald on the left side

“What the hell are you doing?” I shout at her

“Your Brazilian,” she says, slapping another wax strip down on the right side

“Hey!” I s Brazilian! I don’t want to be waxed at all”

“Well, it was on the service list,” she picks up her clipboard and hands it tofire on the newly bald and horribly sensitive parts of roin

“I didn’t set the da down the clipboard “And I don’t want you practicing your torture techniques on my crotch”

“The wax is already set,” she says, pointing to the strip she just slapped down “It has to come off, one way or another”

I try to pry up the edge of the cloth strip, but she’s right It’s already good and adhered to what little hair I had left The aesthetician looks down at me with zero syet off on inflicting pain I could easily see her swapping out her white s crop