shaved first with a new blade. Then he smeared the odd-smelling brownish cream over his legs from hip to ankle and under each arm. It was cold but the chill vanished within a couple of minutes. He felt like an idiot sitting carefully on the edge of the toilet with his arms and legs extended while the required minutes elapsed. Finally, he covered his head with a shower cap, turned the settings to hot and stepped into the stall. the steaming spray the sticky lotion quickly washed away along with the hair beneath. The hairless legs didn't bother him as much as not having that tuft under each arm. It felt funny! Kind of naked. His legs were now baby-smooth and seemed softer too.

Under

While he was toweling off, Caroline knocked, cracked open the door. Chris hurried over and stood protectively with the door between them as she handed him a flat blue container of body talc. "Use this when you're dry," she instructed, closing the door.

A cloud of lavender-scented powder surrounded Chris as he set about lightly covering every part of his body that he could reach, except his head. He found, when he began to dress again, that the pantihose and girdle glided into place much more smoothly over his denuded and powdered legs.

When Chris returned to the bedroom, Caroline checked his legs and arms closely. "OK, let's get started, shall we?"

Before he could respond to her rhetorical question she led Chris to the vanity which he had never used. He got a short glimpse of his reflection, but it looked nothing like any guy he ever knew! He sat down and Caroline turned him to face away from the mirror.

Chris knew this for what it was, all part of the 'preparations' that his friends had had in mind for him, probably from the moment he first

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