Waxing Himself

And so, Britt began working on my face.

Firstly she placed a mask on my face, it was wet to the touch and stuck to the edges of my face.

She tapped it on all sides to ensure that my face was properly covered and then covered my eyes.

In most spas I’d seen on the internet and in magazines, I used to think that the people's eyes were covered with cucumbers.

Apparently they weren’t, she placed them on my eyes and though they looked like cucumbers, they felt softer.

Like a piece of cloth, or cotton of some sort, that was what they felt like.

They were very nice and I liked the way they felt on my eye lobes.

She then brought a machine close to my face and turned it on. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I could tell using my intuition.

It was probably a heater of some sort, as she brought it close to my face, it first released warm hair and gradually got hotter.

Eventually, it got very hot and I started sweating profusely on my face.

Apparently it was to soften my skin and open the pore

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