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Part 6-A New World, Goodbye To David.

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As we leave the apartment building, I walk past a large mirror in the lobby, and as I have done so many many times in the past I see a young woman, I start to check her out, as usual I start with her legs, nice, but I cant tell if shes wearing any stockings, her back is straight as an arrow, her skin is perfect and her eyes so feminine, she has a small white bow in her hair, I cant help thinking I've seen her before, I try to catch her eye without M noticing me staring, every time I try to catch a glimpse of this beauty, she catches me looking her way, once, twice, three times, this girl is good, she is a little taller than I, dark wavy hair, I see she's not used to walking in those heels as she heads towards the door, I notice shes carrying a small white purse with a black poodle on the side, like the one "M" gave me upstairs, she looks so cute, If I wasn't with Michelle, I would chat to her, get her to laugh at some lame joke I've used before, Ive never slept with any other girl, I wouldn't do that to "M" but this one is different somehow.

I am awoken from this vision by Michelle, oh shoot shes caught me checking out another woman, AGAIN, get ready for a telling off, "Why are you staring at your self, is something wrong"? She says.

No way, this can't be, can it? I've been staring at myself in the mirror as I walked to the door. The irony is not lost on me, as I try and get my head around this.

We arrive at the spa, most men are somewhat brave, but as I enter the world of women (The Spa), This new world of plucking, painting, shaping, curling and as yet unknown tortures, I have never been so afraid of what's to come than anything I've come up against before, don't get me wrong I'm no wimp, I've been in my share of fights, stood up to bullies in school, but I tell you now, that salon put the fear of god into me.

We enter through the doors to a world I have never seen or wanted to see before, on my right are a bank of hair dryers, on my left women bent over, cutting, filing and painting toe nails, the women on the left are sitting in what I can only describe as those chairs you sit in when having your shoes shined, then hair washing stations as you would see in any barber shop, at the end of the room is a glass door, Ah, the inner sanctum where women plot to take over the world, we are greeted by a young girl, at this point I stop looking at her in case I try to catch her eye and find out its a mirror again.

She asks, And what can I do for you ladies today? My voice is not perfect yet, (I got through at the base by pretending to have a sore throat, very nasal and quiet,) so I let "M" answer, "We have an appointment" Ah yes the girl says, Joyce and Michelle correct? Yes she replies, well thats it now I'm stuck again, they wont let me out now, they will find out I'm a man and i'll never get out of here alive, their queen will come through the glass doors, take one look at me and fire will come from her eyes and fry me on the spot, ( none of this happened of course, but you can see what was going through my mind.)

Can I take your coats? my mind is just fizzing right now, she has to ask me again, 

Can i take your coat miss? Wow, that one hurt, Miss? (Another nail in David's coffin)

She takes my coat, and I'm revealed for all to see, I like your dress she says, where did you buy it? (I tell her the only store in town that I "know" sells women's clothes,) Barrets in the high street, I feel I've overdone the high pitch of my voice, she doesn't bat an eyelid, maybe I'm better with the voice than I thought? I get a thumbs up from "M"

We are given fluffy white robes at this point and asked to go through the glass doors and into the  small cubicles, Im screaming inside my head, Cubicles 5 and 6 ladies, Thank goodness "M" is here to guide me, Get undressed, take a shower, wear the shower cap thats in there, put your bra and panties back on, then come out in the robe when you are finished, don't forget to wear the "Gaff", If I finish before you, I will come to your cubicle.

Then she says something very strange, You have to remember all this, I wont be able to come with you "Everytime".

I take off my dress, ("my dress", it still doesn't make any sense) Unlike the last time I wore a corset, I am able to unlace it my self, I remove the rest of my clothes, put on the shower cap and enter the shower, when the water hits my legs it feels different, so smooth, I shower, put the gaff back on, say goodbye to my willy again, Panties, bra, gaff, robe, Say a little prayer I haven't forgotten anything and wait for "M", Five minutes later she joins me in cell 5 as I call it. Ok "JOYCE"  I see an evil smile as she says that name, lets have some fun.

Why do I think this is never going to feel like fun to me?

We are ushered to the hair washing area, a cute girl washes my hair, then for the second time today, she applies a conditioner, wraps my head in a towel and directs me to the shine your shoes chairs, a lady compliments me on my beautiful soft feet and proceeds to hammer the hell out of my calves, this will stop any varicose veins in later life she tells me, after a couple of minutes she starts to rub my feet, believe me this is much better, she shapes and files my toe nails then she uses a bloody big stick thingy, pushing my skin back on my toes a good 1/4" of an inch.

I try to remind myself to ask "M" when does the fun part begin?

Would you like shellac or gel, the lady asks, I look at her stupidly and say, what do you recommend, Do I wear open toed shoes much she asks? Not very often, I reply, luckily "M" arrives at the chair next to me to hear the torturist, "M" tells her we would both like Shellac, fingers and toes, and colour Miss? says the girl, I turn to look where she is pointing and see what looks like about 200 bottles of nail polish, Again "M" to the rescue, Lilac sunrise please, "Lilac sunrise" what the hell kind of name is that? I keep quiet. two coats of polish then under a heat lamp. When I next see my toes in their "Lilac Sunrise" glow, They shine like no car I've ever seen, 

Note to myself, 

See if anyone can paint a car with this shellac stuff, I'll make a fortune.

Ok ladies, the cute girl is leading us both to something that looks like a massage table, at last, "the fun part"

Lay down please, Close your eyes, at this point she puts two cucumber slices on my eyes (I peeked) then a green liquid is smoothed on my face, a face pack! ive seen women with those, Finally I think, "FUN" I feel a warm gooey liquid spreading on my legs, I imagine honey, Now it feels like strips of cloth being laid on my legs, "M" holds my hand (strange,) 

WOW, aarrggh, I thought plucking my eyebrows was bad, but this is unreal, she RIPS the cloth from my legs, I feel like screaming,"M" squeezes my hand, all up and down my legs, pain, this what I can only describe as a mad woman that should be stopped as she rips pieces of cloth from my legs, She then flips me over with the skill of a sumo wrestler and starts on the back of my legs, let me be honest here, Im not big on crying but it brought a tear or two to my eyes.

At this point we are lead to chairs where our finger nails are to be done, the cute girl does this, so at least I have something nice to look at while she works her magic on my engineer finger nails, it is decided that my nails could do with an extra 1/2" or so, maybe i will have to come back in a week or two im thinking, Oh no they have something for that! Extensions!!! She adds a 1/2" extension to each of my nails and glues them into place, Sanding, buffing then a quick polish (Lilac Sunrise). These hands no longer look like the hands that can build a dam, divert a river, engineer a wall to stop future Tsunami's,

Moving along, I feel like I'm on a conveyer belt of beauty.

Next stop hair.

Again another woman starts brushing my hair, which seems to grows to its new length, "M" has already told the lady how I want my hair to look, at this point I'm getting rather tired, I take a nap which turns into a sleep, I awake to find my hair has been pulled back into what she called a "French braid"??? It looks ok from the front, like its just been pulled back into a low ponytail. In truth I have a large clip holding it all together, attached to the clip are small flowers along the full length.

Next on the conveyer belt, Make up! this is the one I hate more than the others, when I look in the mirror before hand, I can still see David, when she has finished, David will have disappeared.

I watched the girl hoping to pick up some tips, she is very skillful and reminds me of the lightning fingers of (movie Industry) Sue, where they differ is, the lightness I feel when Ann has finished, almost as though I was wearing no make up at all, She asks me to close my eyes (What now I think) 1 minute later I open them to see false eyelashes glued to my own, My eyes are smokey/sexy, my lips red as wine, the girl then does the "Fine tuning" to my eyebrows,after all day pain it doesn't feel so bad, 

Maybe I'm becoming a woman !!!!!!!

"M" leads me back to my Cell #5 she helps me get dressed, funny the corset doesn't seem as tight as before maybe I'm more relaxed than i thought

Is it goodbye to David and hello to Joyce?

Stay tuned......

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martynna13's avatar

hello girl, goodbye boy