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Julie nodded and got to work again. Once she was done with those, she turned off the UV lamps and showed her the nails. "Like them?" she asked. "Alrighty! What to next? You have hair, massage, waxing and a facial left," |
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Laurel was beaming as she nodded. "I love them, thank you," she told her, looking at her prettied nails. She crinkled her nose a little before answering. "Let's get the waxing over with. I feel like I'm probably not gonna enjoy it," she joked, smiling softly. |
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Julie nodded. "Yeah, not many people actually enjoy it, but a lot of people like the finished product," she explained, leading Laurel over to another room. She took a cup of pink wax off of the melting plate and mixed it up with a popsicle stick. "Alright, its gonna be a little warm, but it won't burn," she reassured her before applying it to the spots she was to get waxed. Once the wax was dry, Julie counted down before ripping the sheets of dried wax off. She'd gotten everything waxed today. Once it was all over, Julie handed Laurel a cool cloth to soothe the skin where she'd gotten waxed. "Alright, what would you like next?" Julie asked quickly, trying to distract Laurel from the sting. |
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Laurel grimaced slightly but nodded. "More like he'll like the finished product," she murmured, not meaning it in any sort of bad way. She was sure she'd like it as well, but if not for him, she wouldn't have any sort of wax anywhere near her intimates. She nodded, closing her eyes shut as Julie started on the wax. It wasn't as bad as she thought for most places, but it still made her wince and wish to never have it happen again any time soon. "Thank you," she said as she accepted the towel, gently pressing it to her sensitive skin. "Let's do the facial, then the massage, and hair last please," she told her, looking forward to those last three as much as she had having her nails done. |
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Julie nodded. "Alrighty, well, you take your time and get dressed in this bathrobe while I go prep the room for you. Its just the next room down to your right," Julie said, handing her the fluffy bathrobe before slipping out and going to prep the facial and massage room for her. |
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"Alright, thank you," she smiled, taking the robe. Laurel undressed and placed back on the bathrobe. She had half a mind to text Luca and tease him, but after she typed up the text, she was too chicken to hit send on purpose. It was supposed to have read "I hope you enjoy every last bit of what that wax did to my body tonight." She shook her head, however, and closed out the text and put her phone away. Only, what she didn't realize was that she did hit send and would likely be mortified later. Without a single clue, Laurel padded to the massage and facial room, greeting Julie again with another bright smile. |
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Luca was sitting at his desk finishing up paperwork as his phone pinged. He picked it up and saw the text. He grinned and snickered, putting his phone back down and returning to his paperwork. . Julie had set everything up for her. "Alrighty, just lay down right here and we can get started," Once she'd done that Julie began the facial by starting with a cleanse, then going into a mask. "So, you said something about a guy? Who's the lucky man? What's going on between you two?" She asked casually. |
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Laurel laid down as instructed, getting comfortable on the massage table. She had her eyes closed, relaxing, but as Julie started asking about the man she'd mentioned she froze up a little bit. She had assumed that the woman knew who she was and why she was, but it seemed that it wasn't as open as an idea as she thought. She also remembered the first text she'd received. "O-Oh, well.. I shouldn't divulge too many details. He's a really sweet guy, but we haven't known each other long. I don't think anything much is gonna come from it, but I.. need time to decide," she explained as cryptically as she could while not seeming weird. |
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"Ahh, so you're Mr. Catalano's new toy, huh?" Julie chuckled. "Don't worry, I know you guys are mafia personnel. The women servicing him are always the cryptic ones when talking about their love life. Its okay, I'm mafia too, you can talk about it to me," she smiled at her as she finished putting Laurels mask on and then starting to give her a short neck and shoulder massage. |
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"Oh thank God," she replied, relaxing all at once. Even though she was shy for people to know, it was nice to be able to talk to someone about it. She groaned softly in relaxation before starting to talk again. "I needed money, bad. My father is extremely ill and in the hospital, and I'm divorced and an only child, so I couldn't afford the bills on my own," she explained, rather happy to have someone to talk about her troubles to. "So I went to Mr. Catalano and told him I had nothing to offer but my body, and I guess he decided that was enough. I didn't mean it quite literally, but I didnt exactly have another choice," she sighed, her eyes opening for a few moments. "Do you think it makes me a bad person for doing what I am?" She asked suddenly, figuring it wouldn't hurt to get her opinion. |
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