Sun Stories – Zoe – Chapter 3 – Smoke

Zoey comes in and I tell her I have something for her.

Initially, Zoey is a little hesitant, but she’s smart and knOws a hookup when she sees one, and she probably knows I got this bottle at cost.

I place her favorite lotion in the hands of my new Number 1.

 

That’s Zoey hands holding the bottle of bronzer I gifted my number 1. (Look at those pretty nails)

I love giving presents to people I care about. For me… I love attention, and nothing else. I have no use for any material things anymore.

I’m happy with my my simple uncluttered life now. It’s so beautiful.

Time goes by and we’re in our busy season. I don’t see Zoey for awhile. I know she’s busy with her internship and school at Temple. That’s the beginning of real life and ignition for her.

I think about her occasionally but I really have no idea what’s going on with these students at Temple and their schedules. As much as I adore Zoey, she’s young, and her school, family, and work take priority and we’re just here to give her a tan. I have to have perspective on a girl on the rise.

Hell.. at her age I was in L.A. playing rock and roll in clubs on the sunset strip.

It’s a busy Wednesday night and Zoey rolls in.

“Hey Number one.”

(Delaney is waiting to go tanning and she is visually burned)

“I was going to text you, to let you know I was going to come in.”

“Zoey. It’s so great to see you.”

“I thought I wouldn’t be your number 1 anymore because I’ve been so busy with my internship and school.”

“Oh God no, Zoey. I thought of you the other day and just figured you were busy. You’re firmly my number one dear.”

“Oh yay. I was worried.”

We both sit down in a little corner of the salon and chat. There’s no one near us.

“I like that we can sit down together and chat and catch up.”

“No worries. It’s great to see you number one. How’ve you been?”

“I’m killing myself with finals and working at the Bellevue at my internship.”

“That’s great. I’m glad you’re moving forward with your career.

Zoey looks gorgeous. Her hair is like a river of dark chocolate, her face fresh and beautiful, glasses, and wearing business attire.

I’m so proud of her.

Zoey is moving forward in her life. But still giggly and cute as hell.

She has to wait for her sun bed because it’s so incredibly busy.

She sits on a little cushioned stool and I take a bench beside her. I’m so happy to see her.

It’s been insanely busy tonight. My coworker, Amelia has been amazing. She’s dealt with all of the new intake of clients and all I’ve done is clean beds and do laundry.

I like that, because normally I have to do it all, but it’s so nice to have an assistant to deal with the bullshit and all I have to do is clean beds and do laundry. It’s good for Amelia to deal with the technological parts of this business. It’ll make her a better employee.

Amelia’s amazing, and picks up the slack. She senses that she’ll have to do everything while Zoey is here because all of my focus will be on my current queen.

Its an unspoken agreement, but she instantly sees the value of Zoey and what she means to me in this moment.

It’s funny when this happens.

But we all know when it does.

 

Zoey goes to tan.  We’re in our busy season. It’s insane in the salon right now. Prom. Weddings. Honeymoon. Formal. Vacation. Tan for summer, etc.

I have seconds to close my number 1.

I’m scrubbing beds and letting Amelia know what’s available for the people waiting.

Zoey emerges from bed number 1.

I’m in the long hallway and she approaches.

“I have to wash my hands.”

I walk beside her.

“Remember how I told you about my friend at Square that hooks me up with free drinks?”

“Oh yea… that’s awesome.”

“So I know you’re crushed until May 12 with school and work.”

“Do you wanna go out after that, Charles?”

Those words from Zoey were like hearing the opening chords of “Back in the Saddle by Aerosmith in 1976.

“Really?”

“Yea.”

Mind blown.

“Yea, but it’ll have to be after May 12th. Cause I’m done then.”

“Thank you, Zoey.”

“I should be thanking you, Charles.”

 

So I’m praying this happens. Zoey truly is my favorite. Beautiful, smart, and full of giggles for my jokes. (Oh she is truly interested in all of my stupid stories!)

 

Love her!

 

Have I finally found my true number one?

 

 

How Shaving Affects Your Vaginal Health Might Have You Reconsidering Your Hair Removal Habits

Whether it’s to get rid of some stray hairs or make a mohawk, you’ve probably taken a razor to your girly parts at some point or another. Although you might think that using a blade won’t bother your vagina, it might do more damage than you’d realize. Beyond bumpy red skin, shaving can affect your vaginal health — and not necessarily in a good way.

Pubic hair is a very personal issue, and while some people might not mind being bushy, others prefer to be completely hairless. And that’s when the trusty razor does its thing. Problem is, a razor isn’t ideal when it comes to hair removal. “The vaginal area has skin that is so, so sensitive,” Dr. Violet Klenov, M.D., FACOG, at Vios Fertility Institute tells Romper. “Short term shaving can lead to long term issues concerning vaginal health.”

But first, a primer on pubic hair. I mean, why do we even have hair down there anyway? Well, apparently pubic hair has a lot of purposes. For starters, pubic hair can hold pheromones, reported Self. And since these chemicals can attract a potential mate, it makes sense that it would be where, well, all the action is. It can also reduce friction during sex, and more importantly, protect your parts from pathogens or other bacteria from entering the vagina, Healthline reported.

Which is why you should think twice before whipping out a razor to design a landing strip on your vag. “Shaving can expose an area of skin that can lead to infected hair follicles, sebaceous cysts, or in extreme cases, cellulitis,” says Dr. Klenov. “Plus, abrasions on the skin can cause discomfort and run the risk of becoming red and inflamed.” And if you’ve ever shaved your bikini line, you know exactly what she’s talking about. (Cue the incessant itch.)

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But if you’ve got to get rid of pubic hair (and fast), a razor might be just what you need to come to your rescue. “Pubic hair grows in all different directions and is prone to developing in-grown hairs,” Dr. Jessie Cheung, a dermatologist in New York City reports to Romper. “Before shaving, you need to prep the skin — never shave dry!” And if you think using your hubby’s shaving cream will give you the richest lather, think again. “Most men’s shaving creams have menthol in it, which can irritate the area,” she says. If possible, try to use a triple blade razor, which causes less trauma to the skin.

Determined to have your vagina as bald as a baby’s bottom? Consider other alternatives to shaving. Dr. Klenov suggests close clipping, which gets close to the base of the hair follicle without actually shaving the skin and weakening it. You can use men’s clippers to get a clean cut without actually cutting your skin. And you can always schedule a wax, too. “Waxing and clipping bypass the many issues that can arise when shaving and tend to keep hair growth at bay longer than shaving does, especially waxing when done regularly,” says Dr. Klenov. “It keeps skin smoother over a longer period of time with a low risk of breaking that important skin barrier.”

So whatever style you want for your nether region (such as a sweetheart or a martini style, for example), make sure that you take care of your pubic hair. Knowing how to use a razor correctly can keep your vagina hair-free and healthy, too.

 

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Don’t Have A Thigh Gap? You’d Be Surprised What Guys Think About That

I know women. They’ve definitely felt insecure about almost every body part they have. Maybe you’re not the thinnest girl. So, when I see pictures on the internet, TV, ads…etc. with #thighgap, it can be a little discouraging. We all know we should never compare ourselves to others, but it’s hard sometimes. We are each our toughest critic. The thing is, you’d be surprised to know what guys really think about your lack of thigh gap. So, don’t be too hard on your self, ladies!

Some guys don’t like thigh gaps.

1

Thigh gaps are dumb. Girls should have thick legs

A lot of guys don’t even notice thigh gaps.

2

Dear girls,
We don't care if you have a thigh gap. Half of us don't even pay attention to that.
Sincerely,
All Men

 

They notice other things!

3

Ladies: guys worry more about the space between your ears than the space between your thighs.

 

4

Im a guy. I don't need a thigh gap girl. I need an eater, a reader, a lover. Screw society, just be yourself.

 

They LOVE confidence.

5

I want a girl who ain't worried about a thigh gap.
In fact, I like the way you don't give a shit about that.

 

The might make some weird comparisons.

6

Thigh gaps are weird. It's like having chicken legs.

 

7

Thigh gaps are for flamingos. 
Eat a cupcake,
 you'll be fine.

 

There are guys that pay attention…

8

Yup. Sometimes I even find too much of a thigh gap ugly. Fit girls don't have thigh gaps all the time, and their legs are freaking amazing.

 

But most of them are looking for what they like, not what they don’t like.

9

I won't date her because she doesn't have a thigh gap. 
Said no guy ever!

 

Guy’s think we’re crazy for obsessing about this.

10

I can't believe girls are trying to get thigh gaps. As a man, I love thick thighs!

 

Even if you don’t look like a Victoria’s Secret model, you are still definitely someone’s type.

11

I love girls with a little meat and natural curves. Think thighs, a little muffin top is Is so sexy. None of those boney skinny girls for this guy.

 

12

My girlfriend is a plus sized girl. I think she's WAY more sexy than any girl with a "thigh gap."

 

You know what guys do care about? Whether they can touch your thighs.

13

I like two thick thighs. I don't care if there is a thigh gap or not. I just don't like super bony legs I can cup my hands around.

 

14

Girls, We don't care if your thighs touch or not... We just want to be in between them.

 

15

I love legs, I dont care how thick the thighs are as long as you can wrap them around me while making love...

 

16

I need my woman's thighs to rub together so much they start a fire

 

There’s lots of love for girls who will never get that thigh gap.

17

Thick thighs save lives

 

18

Thigh gaps are overrated, give me a thick girl!

 

Final thoughts:

19

Personally, I don't care if any of you have a thigh gap or not. I look at eyes, smile, sense of humor, hair and of course -the girl's ability to love me, not sexually but physically

 There you have it, ladies!

 

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My Experience at an Asian Massage Parlor

Here’s a story one of my followers sent me…

Thank you Joe R.

So during the summer of my junior year I was staying in in town over the summer working as a certified nursing assistant and taking a chemistry course through the university. I had joined a gym to get back into shape and maybe lose a couple pounds. It had been awhile since I weight-lifted and anyone who’s been in that boat knows how sore you are after the first couple times getting back on the horse.

While, on my drive to work out, I kept passing a dilapidated white building with a bright red sign reading “Asian Massage” on the outside. I mean, this thing was a glorified shack. The first time I passed by gave me a chuckle. The stereotypical Asian massage parlor with happy endings had long been ingrained in my mind. I had seen plenty of jokes and portrayals of the places in pop culture, but I took them with a grain of salt. Surly most things like that hold some grain of truth, but I was skeptical any but a small fraction actually operated like that. Still….it got me thinking.

I would like to say that my reasoning for my trip there the following week was purely out of rationality. I was really sore and stiff from working out. The parlor was close and probably didn’t charge as much as some of the…..we’ll go with, more established massage businesses in the area. Although, to be truthful with myself, it was mainly out of curiosity. Now, did I go in there expecting anything, not at all. It was surly in the back of my mind, but I thought the stereotype was overblown. There also wasn’t anyway I was going to ask about it. How would one even go about doing something like that? There is also a conception that Asian massages are rougher, which is exactly what I needed for my sore muscles. The expectation was I would get a good massage and at least be able to put some context to the stereotype.

*Disclaimer: When I refer to Asian massage, I simply mean a massage where the techniques are derived from Chinese or Asian culture and not necessarily performed by a person of Asian descent, although that it true a majority of the time.

Back to the story,

I parked my car in one of the two spots they had and gained my composure for a minute. I could feel the butterflies rising in my stomach and felt my heartbeat picking up. I felt as though I was breaking the law or guilty of some misdeed as I did have a girlfriend at the time. I thought for a moment to just leave and get a massage somewhere else, but my damn curiosity wouldn’t let me. I needed to know. So, I entered the dimply lit building.


Complete exaggeration, but might have well been the place with how I felt going in

There was a stairwell that led upstairs and then a door that I presumed was the parlor. I entered the later and was met by a dark room with a counter and couch and several doors jetting out from there. Traditional Chinese decoration covered the walls and music played prominently throughout. I was greeted at the counter by a middle-aged woman with a thick accent.

“Welkom, welkom, do you have an appointment”.

I managed to stammer out a “no”. My eyes were wide with a combination of discomfort and naivety.

She said that was okay and pointed to a chart with different times, prices and what each massage entailed. She started to explain them. I simply choose the half hour option because it was the cheapest. She then led me to a back room that held a massage table and chair with a stereo that played the music. She asked If I ever had a massage before. I hadn’t and she told me to put my clothes there and then get under the sheets. I asked, “all my clothes”? She said yes, then swiftly exited. I could hear her talking to another woman in Chinese.

I started taking off my clothes, throwing them on the chair, but stopped at my boxers. Surly she didn’t mean EVERYTHING, just down to my boxers. Although, I did ask all clothes. Never having a massage before I didn’t know if that was normal. At first it didn’t seem like that would be the case, but you did get under a towel so it wasn’t like you were exposed or anything. I needed to make a decision so I went with the full nude option.

At this point you might be reading and thinking dude, really? Full Nude? You think that was reasonable? To those I say yes, at the time, but thinking about it in hindsight, probably not the norm.

Anywho, I’m settled in and finally breathe a sigh of relaxation just before she returns. I let my head sink into the hole with my body going limp. She enters and immediately begins giggling.

“Oh no silly, too many towels”. She immediately rips them off me! Exposing my naked body on the table.

I shoot up completely nude and for a couple seconds she just stares at me and I back at her. I watch her gaze travel the length of my body as I try to cover up, then she begins laughing again. This time even more.

“It okay, it okay, not all clothes but okay. Here, lie on the table”. I sheepishly jump back on the table and begin to apologize. I was embarrassed to say the least. She took her sweet time placing the smaller towel to cover me then left the room again. I was cursing myself for being so stupid. She left for a moment and outside I could hear her talking and laughing with another employee in Chinese (undoubtedly about me). She returned and started the massage. It started out really nice, with oil and stretching out my limbs and deep tissue massages to my muscles. I was sinking into relaxation and starting to forget about the awkward start.

She asked where I worked and other common conversation mannerisms. The first question she asked though was where I was from. I paused for a moment because I could try to use my origin to explain earlier, implying that it was perhaps different in other cultures. I blurted out Nigeria, the first African country I could think of, and she gave a long, “oohhhh”.

Disclaimer 2: I do not think it is normal cultural practice that Nigerians, or for that fact other African cultures have the practice of getting naked during a massage, but I needed a culture foreign to her and my skin tone funneled me to that answer.

I quickly followed up with, “I moved when I was younger” to account for my lack of accent.

The massage continued without incident until she got on top of the table startling my back and sitting on my butt. I was a little confused because that seemed an outside the bounds of what a normal massage would be and of course in my previse mind ushered in other thoughts of what could be going on.

I wasn’t able to think too much more as a jackhammer plunged into my back. 

My head shot up from the table. I wanted to let out a yell from the pain, but I didn’t want to be rude or seem like a wimp, so I bit my tongue. Another shot came down right on my spine. What the hell was this woman trying to do, paralyze me? I started to think it was punishment for my earlier embarrassment. The pain train went right on trucking as elbows were buried deep into my pressure points. That soon subsided thankfully and I let out a breath. For a few moments I felt relaxed and loose, the beating was a good pain. But no sooner did I relax, then my arm was twisted back. It was pulled into a position I don’t ever think it has gone, nor will again and I kid you not I thought my arm was about to tear or pull out of the socket. She must’ve felt my body convulse because she let up almost immediately. The stretching continued for a little while and then she left the room again. She left the room several times during the massage to talk to what must’ve been another employee because I could hear them. They sounded like they were arguing. I kept thinking it was about me and I hoping it didn’t cut into my half an hour.

She returned and finished the massage with a more relaxing touch, culminating with an abrupt , “all done”. It was a fast half hour and I wanted longer, but It was worth it. She left the room again and I put on my clothes. When I emerged, and approached the front counter she asked how I liked it and I told her very much. It was just what I needed for my sore muscles and it really was. For how unorthodox it seemed, I really felt amazing. While paying she told me next time to come back for an hour and they would do my front. My head shot up from counting my money and she just smiled back. Well hot damn, maybe there was something to these places after all……

Hope you enjoyed and got a laugh steemians. If by some lottery chance this gets 100 upvotes I will share what happened when I returned to this parlor.

 

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The Physiological Changes That Happen in Your Body When You Sleep With Someone New

Love affects your limbic system and reward centers

“You may also experience spikes in levels of dopamine, serotonin and adrenaline with a new partner,” Jess O’Reilly, author of The New Sex Bible and Astroglide’s resident sex expert, told Mic. “The resulting mood changes can include feelings of excitement, euphoria and even a natural high.”

A study from the journal Neuroscience found that animals choosing mates showed increases in oxytocin, the muscle contractor and blood pressure-raiser vasopressin and dopamine in the brain.

Neuropeptides are for lovers

Research published in the journal Psychoneuroendocrinology studied 58 subjects; some had recently fallen in love, some were single and some were in long-term relationships.

The subjects who’d recently fallen in love showed higher levels of nerve growth factor, which contributes to keeping your body’s systems steady and is full of seminal plasma, or sperm. This makes sense — when you’re in a new relationship, your body is perpetually ready to get laid.

You get sweaty palms like a big galoot

Trying to stay calm can, ironically, make you nervous or anxious. So when you’re flirting and have no idea if it’s working, your amygdala — where your emotions and emotional behavior live — kicks into gear.

What’s funny about this particular brain structure is that your amygdala controls elements of both fear and sex. Like Nicole He recently proved with a Tinder-swiping robot, your palms soften to indicate sweat gland activity when you see someone you find attractive. Nervousness raises the stimulation of a sweat gland thanks to your sympathetic (fight or flight) nervous system — but the same reaction occurs, at least physiologically, when you orgasm.

“We see activation in the amygdala, which increases heart rate and blood pressure and sweating,” neuroscientist Barry Komisaruk told Mic in October. It doesn’t even have to be the cartoonishly heavy sweat associated with sex.

But! Performance anxiety, and even pain, can kick back in

Not everyone has performance anxiety, or the brain’s rude-as-hell tendency to flounder and kill your flow in the bedroom, but it’s more common than you think.

In a study of 600 college students, women were half as likely to orgasm from oral sex or intercourse during a casual hookup than when in a serious relationship. The researchers said it probably stems from women feeling uncomfortable telling their hook-ups what they want during sex — and guys are often less focused on giving them what they want, anyway.

“You may experience performance pressure that results in inhibitions in the sexual response cycle, [like] vaginal pain, spasms or erectile dysfunction,” O’Reilly told Mic, adding that vaginismus, or spasmodic pain in the vagina, “may be related to anxiety which can increase with new partners and may decrease in a long-term relationship.”

In fact, a study from the Journal of Sexual Medicine showed that the women with vaginismus had higher levels of anxiety and neuroticism and lower levels of extraversion than the control group.

Sex with a new partner can be both fun and intimidating — and hopefully not just the latter. But in any case, if you’re trying to make the experience great, here’s something physiology, biology and neurology won’t tell you to do: Ask questions and figure out what the other person likes. Don’t just mash buttons and hope for the best.

 

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Here’s What Happens To Your Body If You Drink Less Than A Bottle Of Water Per Day

Almost any health-related article contains the magic phrase ‘drink plenty of water’. But what exactly happens if you don’t?

Up to 60% of the human adult body is made up of water. In fact, H.H. Mitchell stated in the Journal of Biological Chemistry that the brain and the heart are comprised of 73% water, while the lungs are around 83% water.

Our bodies use water in all cells, organs, and tissues to regulate and maintain normal function and temperature. It is essential for keeping our kidneys, skin and other organs in top working condition.

You lose more water throughout the day than you realize- your body loses water through sweating, digestion, excretion and even breathing. This means it is crucial to rehydrate by drinking water, as well as by eating foods with high water content.

Downing a specific amount of water is not that high on anyone’s priority list, and unless you are watching a water-intensive film like Aquaman or Moana (watching all that water in high definition had me really thirsty), it’s easy to forget to chug enough water when preoccupied with work and chores.

Some lesser known benefits of staying sufficiently hydrated are:

•    It promotes weight loss by helping to get rid of the by-products of fats while keeping you satiated.

•    It helps form saliva and mucus, which keeps our nose, mouth, eyes, and throat moist while protecting them from damage and friction due to dryness.

•    It is the key to glowing, healthy, nourished skin, by making it less prone to turning dry and wrinkling.

•    It regulates body temperature, especially for those who live in hot climates or are highly physically active.

•    Cartilage in the joints contains water that is necessary for keeping them lubricated and healthy to provide sufficient cushioning and avoid joint pain.

•    Staying hydrated keeps your energy up and your brain working at its optimal level.

•    It keeps your body’s waste disposal system functioning efficiently.

•    It boosts your immune system.

So how much water does one really need?

There is no hard and fast rule to follow when it comes to how much water one must drink.

Water intake is dependent on a lot of internal as well as external factors such as age, weight, gender, activity levels, and temperature of the surrounding area.

A general recommendation is to drink six to eight glasses of water a day, which comes to about 1.5 to 2 liters of water a day. Since most disposable bottles are can hold about half a liter, this means that one must down three to four bottles of water daily.

What happens when you don’t drink enough water?

Your body sends delayed thirst signals to your mind, which unfortunately means that, by the time you become aware of your thirst, your body is already dehydrated.

•    Even mild dehydration (fluid loss of as little as 1-3%) negatively affects energy levels, attention span, motor coordination, and mood, and can lead to significant reductions in memory and brain performance.

•    Your appearance will get affected if you remain dehydrated for an extended period. Skin dulls down and loses its glow, and lips become dry and begin to peel. Your mouth and throat may also feel dry, which can actually cause an increase in caries due to the absence of the natural cavity-fighting effects of saliva. The lack of water can also lead to the undesirable occurrence of bad breath or halitosis caused by a build-up of bacteria in your mouth.

•    When you perform physical activity on a dehydrated body, it can cause you to feel dizzy, faint or exhausted. You will begin to feel constantly tired, even after getting enough sleep.

•    This can also lower the volume of blood in your body. The thicker your blood becomes, the harder your cardiovascular system has to work. Your heart rate and breathing may both increase due to this.

•    Insufficient water also impairs the body’s ability to properly regulate temperature, which increases your body temperature, also known as hyperthermia.

•    Your digestive and excretory systems will be out of whack. This means you will experience the highly uncomfortable side effect called constipation. Furthermore, you won’t pee very often, and when you do, your urine will be darker than usual, as opposed to the standard pale yellow it should be, which is not a good sign.

•    Another somewhat unexpected consequence of insufficient hydration is that you gain water weight. Your body begins to retain as much water as it can, which may make your face and extremities puffy and swollen. This gets resolved when you start to drink a sufficient amount of water again.

•    You may also experience frequent, unexplained headaches. Without the requisite amount of water, your cells will shrink. This can cause your brain actually to shrink from fluid loss, which causes a headache. These headaches can range from mild and dull to severely debilitating but quickly disappear after gulping down some H2O.

•    No one likes it when you’re cranky, which is precisely what you’ll be if you don’t hydrate properly. Not only will people begin to avoid you because of the sudden change in your temperament, but dehydration will also adversely affect your own ability to perform daily tasks and chores.

•    Overeating is a common consequence of being dehydrated. This happens when your mind misinterprets the thirst signals as hunger pangs, causing you to eat more than you usually would. Furthermore, without water to fill your tummy and keep you satiated, you have more space for that extra serving of food.

Here's What Happens To Your Body If You Drink Less Than A Bottle Of Water Per Day

How can you monitor your hydration levels?

Once you have identified if you are dehydrated or not, maintaining proper levels of hydration is easy! Following these steps will help you stay hydrated:

1.    Pay attention to how much you drink: track your water intake for a week by maintaining a daily log. This will help you identify and rectify any shortages in your water intake.

2.    Keep an eye on your peeing habits: It is normal to urinate around 3 to 4 times a day. Any less than that means you have to up your water intake, ASAP. Your pee should also be a pale yellow or clear color.

3.    Carry a water bottle with you wherever you go.

4.    Be aware of how and when you feel thirsty, and be sure to rehydrate as soon as you do to help clean your liver.

 

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Sun Stories: Amelia – Chapter 2 – Finally

So I wasn’t sure about Amelia at first. She came through one of the trainers at our gym and was an Achilles hire the morning before I got Eileen. So I had some concerns.

Amelia came in and we made our acquaintance.

She’s 24, new to Philly. I thought she was gay. Works at a gym in Midtown. She’s about to be certified as a personal trainer. Which is awesome because she could bring her clients to our gym and train people and pay us.

She’s blonde and cute. Irish Catholic and from a family of 10. She’s number 8. Wow. What the fuck is that college bill like? I told Achilles and he was like, “That many fuckin’ kids and you can never get divorced.” (He is absolutely correct in his answer)

I don’t know anything about Amelia, but once I met her I liked her.

Solid citizen. Air Force Reserve, and fit. Seems nice and personable. I like the military aspect. Maybe she’ll actually be on point unlike all of the other knuckleheads that have worked here.

First night is always the same. Here’s where to hang your coat. Here’s the bathroom. Just clean the beds when they get dirty.

I’ve got her Monday through Wednesday. The days are busy. I give her the skinny on all of the characters. We build report. I love getting in the heads of everyone I know. Young people are easy. I need to get to know her.

I show Amelia what to do with the basic functions of the salon and she immediately adapts like a good soldier.

I’m happy at my good fortune. Initially I was cross at Achilles for hiring someone I didn’t know. He told me to hire who I wanted. I really wanted Eileen. I wanted her to have all of the shifts. I couldn’t believe my good fortune. But now I have the Achilles hire I have to deal with.

But Amelia is so good on night one I start to question my own choices.

In the three days she’s here, Amelia is really on top of the cleaning and the laundry. I notice at 24 she’s taking the initiative with everything.

Her military training has taught her to think ahead and be preemptive. I love that.

My buddy Church stops in and we’re going to grab dinner after work, and I introduce them. They hit it off because he’s Navy and she’s Air Force. That’s a good connection and he needs practice talking to women in general. Amelia’s a lovely girl.

She’s a natural beauty new to Philly, that lives on her own with a cat which in everybody’s opinion isn’t good. (But she’s young and stop it you y’all.) Amelia’s great and does a great job cleaning.

It’s early in the training and she really takes to the vacuum. I like that. We’re all about the cleaning at our salon. She loves our new cordless vac so much she says she wants to get one for her own apartment.

I really like Amelia.

She’s so good I start to question the Eileen decision.

Could we have finally found not one but two girls that are absolutely amazing for our salon?

We have as a team waded through oceans of shit for so long, could we have finally found a couple of seasonal girls that will actually be good?

I loved Summer, and Haley, but could we have actually found good people that would stick around and work hard for us?

Amelia has a solid week and actually stays ahead of the laundry. The towels can make or break your night. It’s all about service and timing.

But I ask Amelia about it and she tells be they’re in the dryer or coming out in 20 minutes.

I like her!

I’ve been dreaming of good staff for our salon.

I think we’ve finally hit it.

Achilles is oblivious because he’s so wrapped up in the daily grind and the gym now, but I see it.

I’ll train these girls. Not just to clean beds, but to perform every aspect of this business to make them more valuable to us and themselves.

Eileen is Criminal Justice at Drexel. Her dad is a professor, so education is free, but she’ll have to deal with law school later.

These are great girls we have wiping down our beds at the salon this season.

I love them both. I’m happy we finally found good staff!

 

Oh, one side note: I had to tell Amelia about Eileen. I didn’t want to and I wanted to keep them separate, but since Amelia works here she gets free tanning. She said she was going to come in on Thursday and I knew Eileen was working so I told her about how Achilles hired her in the morning and I hired Eileen that night. She was cool with it, but when she came in it was a moment.

“Hey, Amelia.”

“Hey Charles. I’m ready to tan.”

“Yea. It’s been two months, I need to do that too so I can look like I work here.”

“Oh yea…Totally.”

“This is Eileen. Achilles hired you the same day I hired her.”

(Eileen, beautiful with a firm handshake) “Nice to meet you!”

So, worlds collide but my girls have to eat it.

They do and are fine because women are awesome.

“I like your make up it looks awesome.” (Amelia to Eileen)

“Thank you.”

“Maybe I should do more.”

(Me being the dick I always am) “Yea maybe you should. I point to Eileen) “My hire.”

I know I’ve made a joke here. They both like and respect me. But I’ve divided them and I like it.

Amelia’s great, but she has to stop biting her nails. (I’ll help her) I want to.

We all chat and I find out that Eileen likes to drink. She’s not any good at it but I like that she likes to drink.

I thought Amelia was the bad one but I love that Eileen likes to party.

All I think of is how I can take these girls for free drinks at all of my hookups around town.

Not to bed them of course, but I know these girls are my saving grace. It’s so busy at the salon. I’m so happy that I’ve met these women. They can’t even fathom how valuable they are to us right now.

Entering our most busy season. We can’t live with out them.

I’m just happy I’ve had the great fortune to meet two girls who are absolutely amazing. Normally, we get the crazies at $9 an hour under the table. But for some reason I’ve met two girls who are amazing and really work hard and get the system.

I just need to train them right so they don’t lose their shit on a Saturday.

I think we finally have a couple of winners and I’m betting on both of them!

 

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