Friday, on my lunch break, I got a fabulous idea.
Gi and LP looked at me crazy.
I'm gonna do it!
I walked into the spa, nervous. Virgin to this whole process. The hostess walked me into the room that looked like a doctor was about to examine me.
My heart was pounding. I began to rethink my decision. I stripped down and laid on the table. The Middle Eastern woman came in and smiled.
"We'll use the sugar instead of the wax. Less painful," she smiled.
She poured the sugar-lemon-honey concoction on my nether region. She patted down the strip and
I yelped. Ready to close my legs and head for the door. For the next 20 minutes, this was repeated.
I cursed myself.
Why oh why did I think this was a good idea as the solitary tear slid out of my eye and down my face.
"Look!" she smiled, proud of her work.
Smooth like a baby's bottom.
LP and Gi was at work smiling at me as if we shared a secret.
"Why'd you decide to do it?"
"If you wax it, they will come," I responded cool as cucumber....
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