"No, don't quit. What's the big deal? A little waxing doesn't meananything. I mean... swimmers shave their legs don't they? The wholemetrosexual thing...even has guys doing their brows. She didn't say they hadto be feminine, just waxed. Right? Besides, it's just hair! It'll growback. Trust me!," she joked, pointing towards her legs.When Parker asked if he was quitting, the thought of throwing in the towelwas growing in Greg's mind. But Tisha's little speech may have helped wardoff the idea."I. Cassie quietly gasped. “I want Kayla,” said Keith. “Armpits first.” Cassie took the twenty dollar bill he offered to her and gave him ten dollars back. After Kayla was done with her current customer, Becky unbound her, and Kayla sipped some water. Cassie motioned Keith into the tickling area, and Kayla lay down on the chaise. Her face registered surprise at seeing Keith. “Oh hi,” she said, without much enthusiasm. “Hi Kayla,” he said. “Funny seeing you here.” His face wore a grim expression she. That being the case, I needed to make some preparations... "Boys," I announced, "I'm going to need the basement for a while. I'll be over in the far end, but you might not want to expose your sluts to what I'll be doing." Having provoked a gasp from the pair by the deliberately rude characterization, I leered at them, adding, "On the other hand, they might find it instructive..." I left Jean trying to decide what to say, heading out to the garage to look for some items I might need -- like. . or so he consoled himself whenever he began feeling slightly guilty for his thoughts. "Finish your sentence Deidre," he demanded angrily though he had a pretty good idea what she had been about to say. Sure enough his suspicions were confirmed when she replied, blushing to her roots, "All the boys pay a lot of attention to me when I wear them."At this point Deidre began shaking with fear and embarrassment. Her father wasn't the gentlest man in a good mood but when he was as angry as he was.