Wax

waxing

For her work Alison needs to wear pantyhoses (I still sometimes call it panties, because that’s the Dutch word for it. Wrong!). However it doesn’t look very nice if you see dark hairs (and Alison has dark hairs) through them. So she regularly gets her legs waxed. In order to save some money I today tried to wax Alison’s legs myself. The results exceeds both our expectations. What certainly helps is that Alison is the person with the highest pain tolerance that I know. She didn’t even wince once. I already almost cry when I remove a band-aid. Her high tolerance helps me with doing this too. If she would show how painful it is (and believe me, it is painful) I probably couldn’t have done it at all. The sadist in me is not very well developed. I might sometimes hate her, but tonight was not one of these times.