SWEET SEX SLAVES

By SUSAN SWEET

"Oh, my, my, my," said Suzette. "It certainly is high time you came to me, my Dear. This hair is just awful! But, we'll fix you up in no time!"

I was given a thorough face cleaning, then had to close my eyes while a mud pack was applied which blinded me so that I was unable to watch her as she worked on my hair. I was leaned back in the beauty chair and my hair was washed. Then she worked several strange smelling lotions and rinses into it. Finished, she sat me upright again and went to work cutting my hair and putting it up in rollers. A hair dryer was placed over the curlers and turned on. Then the mud pack was cleaned off my face and I could see again.

"You have beautiful bones, Honey, but your eyebrows are way too thick." She went about plucking my eyebrows with a pair of tweezers as I sat and wondered how long it would take for these changes in my appearance to get back to normal. Suzette finished with my eyebrows and began to put make up on my face. She applied base, mascara, eyeliner, eye shadow, rouge, eyebrow pencil and lipstick, then held a small hand mirror in front of my face. "You look very pretty in this make up. Don't you think so, Dear?"

Looking in the mirror, I was stunned. I was pretty! Even, beautiful! I could hardly believe that the sweet face that looked back at me from the mirror was mine! I sat in a shocked daze as Suzette cleaned my nails, then attached nail tips to the ends.

She repainted my nails in a shade of hot pink, then she took the rollers out of my hair and brushed and teased and sprayed until my hair do was to her liking. "Well, Debbie, I think you turned out beautifully."

She swung me around in the beauty chair until I was staring into a big mirror on the wall. Looking back at me from the mirror was a strikingly beautiful girl. My hair was now a mass of white blonde curls that fell about my prettily made-up face. In short, I was a knockout!

"You've done wonders for her," said Joyce. "How much do I owe you?"

"Come on up front and we'll figure it out," said Suzette.

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