I haven’t been able to blog anything recently due to the fact I’ve not had internet at home in a while. Now i’ve hijacked my housemates internet and have had it for a few days. I’ll just start off with my recent musings. Amongst other things I decided to get waxed again but this time a brazillian as well. I’ve bought some new thongs recently from www.planet-undies.com with nothing much on the horizon thought i’d treat myself with some titillating underwear. And my personal therapist said she would try a brazillian the next time. I cannot wait and had I known earlier would’ve saved me time and money.
The brazillian I got was less than what I had expected. I was expecting professional results with perfectly polished results but it turned out less than professional. A synopsis style version of information pertaining to this can be found here as well as the before and after pictures.
I was somewhat anxious having to fend off a few invites the night before from friends for house parties and what not. I couldn’t say I can’t because I’m getting waxed in the morning.
That and a few other reasons made it somewhat nerve wracking, plus having to get up early in the morning for it. I was really apprehensive as I’d never been completely exposed before in front of someone other than a lover. I was worried about having an erection that wouldn’t subside.
I walked in somewhat tentatively into the building but only after managing to lose a friend from work who happened to be on the same bus as me. I had to pretend to be heading a different route even though we had to walk the same way. I went upto the desk somewhat shy and was lead to a waiting room where a few people were ushered in and out. I just reverted to my usual self looking around and checking for leaflets or reading materials. While I waited I filled out an application. I did not want to do the 24 hour patch test, coming out once to do this is more time than I could afford.
After a short while my therapist took me to the room and asked me a few questions. She asked if i’d been waxed before and I said just by myself. She was kinda surprised when I said that and that it hadn’t hurt much. I was asked to remove all clothing from the bottom have, clean off with some baby wipes and drape a towel over my groin. She left for me to do that.
I was somewhat perplexed I thought it would be a burlesquese type of thing where i’d only reveal as much needed and go around. She came back in and whipped off the towel and asked to spread my legs frog like. It was somewhat refreshing and liberating I suppose. And so far no erection I was thankful that I was so relaxed. She just matter of factly started her business with gloved hands. It was an unique sensation being touched like that with gloves. Felt so alien yet somewhat familiar. Almost like a baby might feel when being changed. It was a hard sensation to describe, somewhat tender yet disregardful. All throughout it was as though we’d met on the street and engaged in nothing more than causal banter with no qualms about my nakedness on my part or hers.
I only had a partial twinge in my penis when it started to harden other than that it was the most limp it could ever have been. It must’ve been somewhat engorged but placid as I felt it flop here and there whilst she tried to move it around or when it was caught on something. I couldn’t view it as I was laying back and had the light in my eye. A typical condition of laying on the therapist table. Nevertheless it was very limp which I was intermittently thankful for.
She went around the penis and scrotum then asked me to hold my legs in the air while she did the crack. That was the most painful although not by much. Then she started on the penis and I don’t know exactly how or what method she used; it would’ve been handing relaying that information to my personal therapist. A few hiccups and the process was over. She asked to take a look and has asked at the beginning if i’d wanted all the hair taken off the top or a strip or natural. I opted for something in between.
All throughout I resorted to idle chit chat and the therapist apply the wax wait, once she changed the channel on the tv. Pretty relaxed setting as demure as can be and there were painful moment but nothing that sticks out. So, it must been not too bad.
I couldn’t see too well as the light had been in my eyes the whole time, I said that too her and then she left for me to get dressed. I still couldn’t see on the full length mirror just a quick glance then I got dressed. I went to the reception paid the hefty price then said goodbye.
What I would find out when i got home was that the top strip was butchered and there was hair left high up the crack. I was not satisfied at all. Due to the brazilian beauty therapists mishapen pubic region, my personal therapist just took it all off. You can view before and after pictures on my new blog
Shots of the torso before any waxing
Shots taken after brazilian waxing
After a full brazilian or sphinx and full body wax
quick comparison of the perineum area before and after waxing
. I did manage to make a few friends, although I can’t quite remember the names or faces.
. So might as well make a move. Adios.
