012

I put the phone down. We finished eating and Cheyenne and Suki helped me clean up as we hadn't helped with the cooking. Cheyenne took her leave following clean up, and Suki took a shower, dressed and left soon after, leaving the four of us. I wished I had some other clothes to wear today, but I had planned going home when I got up this morning and didn't have anything else with me. I asked Tiffany if she had anything I could borrow.

"Well, I don't have a bra and panties you can wear, but I do have a skirt that's long enough and I have a top that's loose enough, though it won't be long enough. It will leave a bare midriff, but that shouldn't be a problem."

"I wish I didn't have to wear the same bra and panties," I said.

"Don't. Your girls don't need the support. You can go without a bra for a brief time and you won't want anything covering your kitty after your waxing. It will be sore for a few hours. Just make sure your skirt doesn't blow up and you'll be fine."

"Tanner just warned me about you turning me as wild as you are," I laughed. "Now you want me to go without panties. Mom told me to always have a clean pair on in case I was in an accident. She never mentioned how I could go without if I didn't have clean ones."

The three of them laughed with me. I took a shower, wanting to be as clean as possible before someone started playing around with my pubes. I found the top and skirt laid out on the bed when I got out of the shower and put them on. The top came down to my navel, so it wasn't too bad. The skirt was a wrap around so it would go around my waist without a problem and it had ties to secure it. It would have been knee length for Tiffany. It was about three inches above the knee for me, but I felt comfortable enough to take her suggestion and go commando. It felt strange not having any cover for my kitty. It seemed I felt every whisper of a breeze or breath of wind, caressing my vagina.

Tiffany said the salon was nearby, so we should all ride in her car, then return to make our own way home. I was riding with Yvonne anyway, so I didn't care. We all piled into her Jaguar and it was only a couple miles and five minutes away. When we got there, the door was locked, but Tiffany knocked twice, paused and twice more and a lovely Asian girl came to open the door for us. She locked up behind us and led us to the back. Her partner, who looked hispanic, led Taylor and Yvonne to her room. Tiffany stayed with me.

"Do you want me to go first to see how it's done, or go first so you don't have to see how it's done?" Tiffany asked.

"You go first," I said.

"You can't chicken out if I go first," Tiffany said.

"I won't chicken out," I assured her. "I'm a big girl now."

"Make sure you don't," she said. "This is costing me a bundle."

Tiffany removed her skirt and I saw she was going without her panties as well. She lay down on the table and spread her legs almost like she was going to the gynecologist office. Tiffany still had a landing strip, but the hair on the sides was getting long, about a quarter inch or more. "I'm ready, Lily."

"Yes, Miss Rogers." Lily put on some latex gloves and gathered a ball of some waxy looking substance from a pan on a hot plate. She rolled it around in her fingers for a few moments, spread some on Tiffany's vagina in a patch about three quarters of an inch wide and maybe twice that long, pressing it down into the pubic hair and then ripping it up. Tiffany flinched and Lily pressed down on the denuded patch for a few seconds, while rolling the substance around in her other hand, then repeating the process. Little by little, the hair disappeared from Tiffany's mound. Lily did all around the vagina, even down around her labia. When Lily had finished up except for the racing stripe, Lily said, "next" and Tiffany pulled her legs up, exposing the bottom of her cleft and her anus and Lily quickly removed any stray wisps of hair there as well. She patted Tiffany's leg when she finished and Tiffany lowered her legs. Lily took a hair clipper and ran it down the landing strip, shortening the hair to about a half inch long. She brushed the hair clippings off and smoothed a cream or lotion everywhere she'd taken hair off.

"All done, Miss Rogers."

Tiffany sat up. "So what did you think?" Tiffany asked.

"It looks painful," I said.

"Oh, no question; it is," Tiffany said. "The things we do to look good for men never ceases to amaze me. I'm not sure they deserve it. You're next. Hop up here." Tiffany got up and put her skirt on.

I removed my skirt and got onto the table.

"Miss, I need to shorten your hair before I wax."

"Do whatever you have to do," I said.

Lily took the clippers and ran it all over my pubic mound, cutting the hair to a uniform but shortened length.

"You want design or strip like Miss Rogers or take it all off?" Lily asked.

"If you want to wear either of your two new swimsuits," Tiffany said, "it all has to come off."

"You're right. Take it all off, Lily."

"Here, hold my hand," Tiffany said. "Don't look. Let the pain come as a surprise. It's always worse to watch. You feel it before they even pull it out."

I put my hand out and Tiffany grabbed it in both of hers, patting me gently. I felt Lily smearing the substance around in a small patch and she ripped and I jumped, squeezing Tiffany's hand hard. Lily was immediately pressing down on the area with her other hand and somehow it eased the pain fairly quickly.

"Ouch," Tiffany said. "A little less pressure on the hands, please."

"I'm sorry," I said. "Hopefully now I know what it feels like, I won't be quite as aggressive with your hand."

Lily worked quickly, snatching another bald spot out every ten seconds or so. After awhile, it seemed I became a little numb to the pain. It didn't hurt nearly as much as it first did. Eventually, Lily said 'next' and Tiffany told me to curl up so Lily could get my bottom. I pulled my legs up and Lily finished around my anus, which hurt more than I thought it would as I didn't have an abundance of hair down there. Finally, Lily seemed to be done with the wax and she spread the lotion all around as she'd done for Tiffany. It was cool and soothing, calming the burn almost immediately.

"You done now," Lily said, removing her latex gloves. "You feel, see how you like."

I put my hands down on my kitty and felt around. It was very smooth and soft. I was surprised how bare I felt.

"It's very nice. Thank you, Lily."

She handed me a tube of the cream she'd just spread all around my private parts and said. "You take, put on every morning, keep you smooth longer."

"How long is this supposed to last?" I asked.

"Two to three weeks, depending on how fast your hair grows," Tiffany said. "It should get you through the honeymoon, but you can always shave it to keep it off. You don't have to rip your hair out every time, but it does last longer than shaving does. Lily, please sell me another tube of the cream."

"Yes, Miss Rogers."

"You can use the cream after shaving, too. It helps prevent razor burn and keeps you smoother. Let's see if the others are done."

We went out and found Taylor and Yvonne had already finished.

"What did you get girls?" Tiffany asked.

Both of them lifted up their skirts and Yvonne had a little heart over her slit and Taylor had an arrow pointing down to her vagina. We both started laughing when we saw it.

"I'm thinking of getting a tattoo over it that says 'Enter Here' or 'Buried Treasure'," Taylor said. We both laughed harder. "How about you?"

I pulled up my skirt and showed my bald vagina. "It was the only way I could wear either of your swimming suits, Taylor," I explained. "I'm still not sure if I'm going to wear either of them, but figured I should be prepared." I dropped the skirt and covered up.

Tiffany paid for us and Yvonne and Taylor paid for their own, except Tiffany left a substantial bonus for all of us for the salon opening up on a Sunday. I thanked Tiffany again.

"You're a good friend," I said. "You're all good friends. I'm so lucky to have friends like you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."

All three of them hugged me.