The full Hollywood wax.

"I guess I'll go with the full wax," you say.

"Very good," Mrs. Anderson says. "Strip down."

You strip off your clothes and she has you sit down in a chair. She washes your underarms and legs and then applies some wax to your left underarm. She carefully applies a strip and then rips it off in one yank. "Ah!" you yell.

"Got several more of those to go," she says. "So I hope it wasn't too bad."

"I can handle it," you reply.

She nods and does the same to your other underarm and then your legs. Now that you're prepared for it, it's not too painful.

"All right," she says, "now for the difficult bit. Lie on your back on the massage table. We'll do your butt first."

You lie down on the massage table with some trepidation. She has you pull your legs up over your head. Fortunately, flexibility isn't a problem for you, so this is pretty easy. She goes through the same process on your ass. It's not too bad until she gets in right around your anus and you scream when she pulls off that strip.

"Oh, don't be a baby," she admonishes you. "All right, you can put your legs down. Time to do the front."

You do and she starts the process again on your crotch. Every time she pulls off a strip, you end up howling and by the end of it, you're weeping from the pain.

She holds you and strokes your hair to comfort you. "There, there, the first time is easily the worst. It gets easier every time from now on. And trust me, it makes you look much sexier."

When you've recovered, she says, "All right, get dressed." You do so and she asks, "Will there be anything else?"