The Beauty Salon

Chapter  23    Beauty salon….

Whet is  frothing with activity, hair cutting, chatting, and drying. Jasmine as it says on her name tag, hangs up the phone and asks if I’ve been helped. “No, not yet.” I’m shy. “Your name?” she’s looking at her computer. “Well Jack Darcy made an appointment for me but, didn’t tell me for when. It might be in my name. Susie..” “Jack Darcy?” she interrupts me, “yes, he said you would be in and for your wish to be our command. What are you interested in today Miss Whyte?” She knows my name, wow.

 “ Maybe a petticure and an I’d like my hair done? I don’t know I’m going to a charity event tonight and my dress is a v-neck  Vera Wang gown, formal. What do you suggest?”

“A messy chignon. Your face is perfect for it and it will suit a formal dress. You have the most incredible skin, you must never go in the sun. What kind of skin care line do you go with, your skin is like porcelain with freckles. Beautiful.  Maybe we should wax your brows a little or a threading,” Jasmine chimes.

“Yeah, I guess. I kind of got that Bert from sesame street, thing going on. No more unibrow.” I giggle.

 “No, not really, maybe just a little taming. Now you never know where the night will take you at these formal events so, would you be wanting to  wax your legs or  kitty.” 

 “My kitty?” I frown and shake my head with question, “What’s my kitty?”  She swoops her hand in a circling motion around my crotch.

 “Your bikini area, when was the last time you had a waxing  done?”  My mouth drops open and my eyes open wide, “are you suggesting I trim it!?” I’m so shocked , my face instantly is on fire. I know she’s see me blush which makes me even more embarrassed.   “I’ve never had it done before.

 “It’s fairly a common request,” she talks as though I just ordered  a cup of tea, so nonchalant    about the process. “So, a brasilian along with the hair, legs and brows?”

 I lift my hands up and take a look at my fingers. “Sure.” I quietly state.

 “Perfect. Just have a seat here and Tristan will be right with you.” 

I sit nervously waiting for Tristan to work my whoo ha! Oh God! Secretly I’m thrilled to surprise Jack. Quimtrimmery,  quimtrimmery, quimtrimcheroo. I laugh quietly.