"If you are a…how you say, ready for this, I will take you back’a to the waxing room." Elsie smiled, revealing a full set of pearly white teeth.

"Yes, I’m ready. But, if you don’t mind, I’d like my friend to come in; I’ve never had this done before."

Alice nodded, closing the magazine and getting to her feet as well, extending her hand she said professionally, "Alice Pieszecki, L.A. Weekly."

"Ah, you wrote the article on the…ah, the vagina rejuvenator." Elsie said, taking the woman’s proffered hand.

"Yep, guilty." Alice deadpanned and watched Dana, who was all but foaming at the mouth while glancing upon the beautiful Elsie.

Elsie nodded again and turned on her heels. The girls followed the pertinent clicks of them all the way down the hall and into the back, past a door where a long padded table lay with a fresh lining of thin paper for sanitation, close by was a counter of waxing equipment, towels, and cloth. The room was softly lit and playing a track of ocean sounds; an overall relaxing ambiance, to the veteran waxee.

"So…do I just get naked or, is there a procedure…I’m not sure…I usually just shave at home." Dana sputtered out, unzipping her hoodie and slinging it over an arm.

Alice’s eyes widened and she leaned against the wall, glancing up at the ceiling for some kind of reprieve. She’d had this done, and it really was no picnic. Dana was in for a real surprise, but she wasn’t about to say anything.

When Elsie finished thoroughly washing and drying her hands she nodded to Dana. "Yes, you ah just take off your pants and panties, put them on that chair…and lay down, the wax heats now."

Dana blinked a few times and slowly began to unzip her pants, undoing the button on her jeans. Turning credulously to Alice she shook her head. "Turn around, I don’t want you to see this."

Alice scoffed, wondering how Dana trusted a complete stranger to her ‘wooter’ over an old time pal but decided, once more, to shut her mouth and did as she was told. A few moments later, Dana was on the table and Elsie began applying the wax. Alice made her way over, backwards, and stood facing her friend at her side, taking her hand for moral support.