On a rainy dismal Thursday afternoon at 5:20 I got out of the car and walked intently to the elevator. As the elevator door opened a young lady exited with an Adam & Eve bag.
I could not help notice how young and vibrant this young lady was. Not what I would expect to see in a sex store. I got to my waxing appointment and met Sally, my waxing specialist.
We walked back to the chair and I made small talk about the young lady I just saw with the Adam & Eve bag and Sally informed me that she was her last appointment. "Delightful young lady. Love her to pieces," Sally exclaimed!
While preparing for my waxing Sally asked if I had ever been inside the sex store. I blushed and blurted out "NO." She said she was in there just this morning. The owner asked Sally if she wanted her business card displayed on her counter top.
"Well! Did you?"
"Yes", Sally stated. "I took some over put them on the counter top."
The owner walked me around the store to give me a tour. In a panic to say something I asked her a business question... "What are you top sellers?"
"OMG you did not!" I said.
"Yes, I did," Sally dropped her head and shyly smiled.
"What are they?" I inquired.
"OH My, well, butt plugs, a Rabbit vibrator and some type of fancy glass dildo." I was mortified.
"YOU are insane! I blurted out.
"So what are we waxing today?" Sally asked.
My eyebrows and upper lip please. "Great, Let me get started." While Sally began my treatment it felt as though her hands were trembling. I asked her if she was ok and she nodded NO. I sat up and asked what was wrong. Sally has been doing my waxing for 20 years now and we have had our share of chats.
She put down the instrument and sat on her stool. "Ever since I walked through the store, I have been nervous and excited."
I looked at her and said, "that is natural, you went outside your comfort zone, good for you, wish I were so daring."
"What do you mean Nikki?" asked sally.
"Well you went into a sex store and I know you Sally you talk a good game but deep down inside you are a good southern lady." Sally nodded her head and smiled.
"But i was exciting!" she stated, touching my arm.
"Have you ever wanted to do something outrageous but were to afraid too?" Sally asked.
"OH hell yes!" I exclaimed.
"What?" blurted Sally,
"I have always wanted a Brazilian wax. I have co-workers who swear by them comparing them to shaving... But I am too uptight to get one."
"Tell you what," Sally said still touching my arm. "I will give you one for free just to see if you like the difference."