Standing stock still in the dark tree surrounded space they stayed where they were, holding their breaths, hearts pounding. ‘You hear that?’ Jerry...whispered. ‘Yeah it came from the back where we’re going.’ Suddenly the sound of the crashing gate and squealing tyres came across the night air. ‘What the fuck?’ ‘Jesus H Christ, what was that?’ ‘Sounded like the gate……lets go take a look.’ Walking towards the edge of the wood they saw the security guard lying groaning on the ground and the smashed. Anjali: we call it waxing?Me: TO do only you hand and leg you can do waxing.. to take from other place you need Brazilian.Anjali: hey…do you mean….there ah?Me: Yes..every hair in your body right from neck to toe.Anjali: do i need to be nude in front of them?Me: yes of course. Your will feel energied after that.Anjali: OK…. but it will be only ladies doing that right?Me: you can ask for it. If you want lady you can inform them all ladies or if you have no problem with guy therapist they will. The next thing I became consciously aware of was being led across a narrow front yard towards the entrance of a small townhouse, both of my hands tightly held in bigger, stronger ones and my skirt still bunched in my waistband. The girl – I was unsure what I should call her in my head, but settled for capturer – had walked ahead of us and unlocked the big wooden door. There was no time to appreciate the neat little garden or the pretty green borders painted around the windows on the corn-yellow. "But can I put my arms down? I can't hold them up any more." "Sure, but you'll need to hold them up again when I put the plaster over them to hold the pose." "Okay," she said. Several hours later, he had encased her whole body in the final pose. Only her face was uncovered. "How does it feel?" he asked. "It feels good," she said. "The body cast feels hard and dry and I can't move at all." "No discomfort? No pinch points? No rough spots?" "Nope. But is that pail inside.