Sally had no choice but to hope Joe made the right decision onhis own, so all she could do was place the jars in front of him and thengrip his shoulde... comfortingly as she waited for his scrunched up brow torelax and hear him finally respond. Both she and Thomas held their breathfor what seemed like minutes, and Sally was nervously considering uppingthe tone generator's amperage before Joe finally gave the briefest ofnods. At that conciliation, Sally couldn't hold back her own wide grinand she. “I think you will like everything I have to show you.”“What, what do you mean?” Lois asked suddenly very self-conscious.The older teenager took another step toward Lois and brought her hand up to cup her face. “I think you know exactly what I mean.”Heather cleared her throat causing Beverly to sigh and step back. Lois glanced at Heather with a question in her eyes as she stepped next to her.“What do you say we get comfortable,” Heather said, with her knowing grin. “We’ll call it girl time.”Lois. Anytime I happened upon a teen fashion magazine that promised tips on makeup I would peruse the pages making sure no one noticed a male reading a girls magazine. I forced myself to remember every description, illustration and products mentioned. I returned to the store where I had purchased the lipstick and eyeshadow and obtained all the items the articles described. Late at night I would practice applying these items and the results got better each time I did.Then a stroke of good fortune came. My hair was now half waybetween my ear lobes and my shoulders. Before she did my hair, she led meto the back room where she said she was going to shape my eyebrows. Asusual, I protested and she won. She studied my eyebrows and carefullyapplied the wax. It hurt when she pulled the wax off, and she gave me acold pack to hold to my brows to keep them from swelling. She didn't let mesee what they looked like. When we came back into the front of the salon,only the receptionist and one stylist were.