I have never thought myself hairy.
None of my girlfriends have commented on my chest hairs.
In fact I think myself very non-hirsute, however while Nick and I were sitting on Sihanoukville’s main beach, we were accosted by two female beach masseuses offering a body hair removal service for $5.
It seemed like a good idea to me.
At least until they started with a long piece of string.
Yanking hair out of my back wasn’t so bad, but clear-cutting my chest hairs was a near-death masochistic experience. Yet soon I had the biggest and most beautiful breasts in all of Cambodia.
Nick almost said he loved me, then again he served in the Royal Navy. life gets lonely on the high seas.
Personally I’m waiting for my wife to see them.
36 C.
Read it and weep.
Man boobs. Nice and clean. Then they went for my legs and arms. Soon I was a 21st Century Man. Hair only where the sun don’t shine and that I’ll razor off in the privacy of my room at the Angkor Arms hotel.
Smooth as a baby’s bum.
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