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    Wax On, Wax Off.

     

    "That feels so weird." Dana said and squeezed Alice’s hand. Alice idly wondered what the intensity of the squeeze would be after Dana actually had any hair removed.

     

    "Yes, it is ah, hot. Harmless, though, we use special ingredients, au naturale, as they say." Elsie said, though concentrated on the task, laying a strip of cloth on the spot she just waxed. "Ready?"

     

    Dana nodded. "Ye-OUUUCHHH." Before she had a chance to complete the statement, Elsie just went ahead and waxed.

     

    "The anticipation would’ve killed you!" Elsie laughed and smoothed some cream over the area.

     

    "Jesus Dana, I think you drew blood." Alice said, noting the death-grip on her good hand.

     

    "Sorry," Dana managed out through clenched teeth, feeling as Elsie began cleaning up and doing a repeat performance on the spots not previously waxed.

     

    "It’s okay," Alice mumbled. "I can operate pretty well with my left hand."

     

    Dana smirked and looked down at Elsie whose brows were knitted in concentration. "So, Sampson is a girl, er, a lady."

     

    "Yes, lots of these clients, they say, ‘Oh I no know that Sampson is a girl’ and I tell them, ‘yes, she is my girl friend.’"

     

    "Wow, you’re dating Samspon?" Alice asked.

     

    "Si, we are…how you say, non-exclusive though. Sampson does not believe in monogamy." Elsie said off-handedly, applying more wax and then a cloth on top of it.

     

    Elsie tugged hard at the cloth again and obliterated any hair trying to grow in its path. Dana yelped and the Italian was there once more to clean up her handiwork, also to apply some soothing remedies to the probably burning areas. "You are done, Dana, your hair was not so bad. When you get home, apply some a’aloe vera to the spot, and it will not sting so bad, okay?"

     

    "Thanks, I try to keep up with it. And I’ll do that" Dana smiled some and pried her hand away from Alice’s who took the time to answer her ringing cell phone.

     

    "Shane, hey. No, she’s fine. Yeah. Elsie. What? Elsie D’Onofrio. You’re joking. What? She’s good, yeah, she’s getting dressed now." The blonde muttered into the mouthpiece of her cellular device while the other two in the room exchanged discourse.

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    1. That was amazing! I really did have a season one feel to it, and thats what made it so great. You really should continue this as a story, because you are incredibly talented and I need something happy to read to get over the hell that was season 3. So pretty please? :)

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