Emma’s laid there as the wax cooled just a little. Then the pain did begin. Sasha gently pressed small strips of cloth against her calves first and ...hen ripped it away taking all the hair on her legs with it. Then the same to each thigh. Oh, when Sasha got to the inner thigh so high up the rip-away did hurt a good bit. But she was so thorough – she even waxed some places again, and a second rip. Sasha seemed to be a perfectionist. Leaning close to Emma she looked for any stray hairs, then. It all started last December when my company threw its annual Christmas party. I'd only been with them for three months and I was really looking forward to the party so I could get to know my coworkers better. At the last minute my husband Danny decided to throw cold water on my plans."I've been looking forward all year to see these two teams play each other and there is no way I'm going to miss the game for a stupid Christmas party!" That's fine," I said, "but I'm going, with or without. She quickly made her way to the bathroom, Cameron in tow, turning on its lights and closing the door behind them."Sarah, what are we doing?"Ignoring her, Sarah released Cameron's hand and went over to the shower, removing a razor form a rack attached to the wall. Stepping back to Cameron she held the razor up. "This yours?" Yes," Cameron replied, her voice full of confusion."What do you use it for?" To shave my armpits and legs. In American Culture it is considered unattractive for a female to. Davis was panting, "Holy shit, she's awesome at that." That was so nice!" she exclaimed. "No one has treated me like that before." I'm glad," I said. "You've already fulfilled your end of the agreement, so I'll ensure Mr. Davis fulfills his. You may leave now." I pointed to the door."Are you sure?" Mr. Davis interjected as Tamara put her clothes back on.I turned my head to him. "Yes, I'm sure."She took a piece of paper and scribbled something on it I couldn't see. Throwing it on his desk, she.