Audition - Southern Belles Part 1 (Erotic Romance Series) Read Online Free

exhaled. Good, ‘cause all the stuff he told me outside worried me. Her nervousness subsided as Daveed walked over to the front desk and checked them in.
    “ Daveed! My lovely, you have arrived at last! Oh…what a fright! You have let yourself go.” as Jean walked him over to his station, his French accent oozing out of his mouth. “And who, pray tell me, is this pretty mademoiselle who has graced my presence?”
    “Knock it off, Jean, she’s my friend Annie I was telling you about, we have to get her all sexed up and beautiful” He winked at her.
    Annie gasped, her face aghast.. “Sexed up? No! I’m not here to get sexed up. I thought we were getting ‘squared up’, Daveed. Y’all are about half crazy!” Annie’s eyes were huge, she wondered what Daveed had in store, but was terrified to ask.
    He laughed. “Don’t worry, girlfriend, we just frontin’. And Jean….” He looked at the hairdresser and snapped his fingers, “I have NOT let myself go, I am the finest thing in here, so cut my freakin’ hair, hook me up or shut up!”
    “ Daveed, Daveed, you are so beetchy, like a girl, yes, you are just like a leetle girl. Beetch.” Jean grimaced. He loved Daveed, but he could be so bitchy sometimes.
    Annie laughed under her breath, whispering to Daveed “Beetch.”
    They talked and laughed as they got their hair cut, colored, styled and Annie got some lowlights on her dark hair.
    There were beautiful men and women pampering her while they filed her nails and painted her toes. She was in the lap of luxury and very grateful to Daveed for her relaxing spa day.
    “Girl, I need a wax. You with me?”
    “Y – you wax?”
    “Yeah! Girl, my junk is clean! Smooth as a baby’s butt. Wanna see?  Oh God, no, you don’t wanna see, not right now anyway. I’ll show you after Michael does his amazing work. Hope my...” looking down at his crotch,”...well, let’s just say I hope he behaves himself, Michael is fucking hot,” whispering and pointing at his bulge.
    “TMI, Daveed, TMI. And no, I don’t wanna see, now or ever. That’s just wrong on so many levels. So, let’s get on it. It’s getting late. I’m getting hungry, too.”
    Daveed hollered over at Jean who was busy flirting with a new customer. “Jean, baby, can you order us some takeout? We’ll be in the back.”
    “Ah, yes, now I am zee beetch.” He laughed, picking up the phone and ordering Chinese.
    Annie nervously walked into the back room, not knowing what she would find. A beautiful black woman with long braids and smooth dark skin grabbed her hand and escorted her to the esthetician’s private room. She could hear Michael and Daveed giggling and talking as the lady shut the door.
    The room was very pleasant, nothing Annie had expected, but then, she didn’t know what to expect, she had never done this before. Soft music was playing on the speakers and there was a clinical looking table in the middle of the room. It wasn’t as bright as Annie had thought it would be. The woman handed her a glass of red wine.
    “To calm your nerves,” she smiled as Annie took the glass. “What are we doing today, miss?”
    “ Uhm – a wax.” Annie was nervous; she had never waxed her pubes before, just shaved.
    “First time?” She smiled. Annie nodded. “My name is Sara and don’t worry, I’ll walk you through this. We have many different types of body and genital waxing… bikini, Brazilian, landing strip; do you know what you want?”
    “Everything gone, please.” She said nervously, her throat tightening up.
    “Okay, Brazilian it is. Please remove your panties, you can set them over there, and let me see what we have to work with.”
    “M – m – my panties?”
    “Well, honey, how do you think I can wax your snatch if it’s covered in panties?” She laughed, trying to get Annie to calm down.
    “Oh, yeah, right.” Annie slid her panties off and sat on the table.
    “Your robe, too, don’t be shy, I do this all the time, I’ll