Waxing and Dating

The woman I go to for my bikini waxes knows more about my dating life than some of my close friends. Technically, she knows more about my sex life, more than my dating life, per se.

Whether I'm dating someone or not, I go for bikini waxes on a semi-regular basis. When I see her more often than usual, she knows something's up. Especially if it's in the middle of October or sometime other than summer bathing-suit season.

Let's not even get into how much money I'm handing over to her for pouring hot wax on my privates and tearing my hair out by the root. [But it's a good kind of pain.]

I'm all for equality between the sexes and all that, but given how much time and money we women are spending on looking smooth and sultry, the least men can do is buy us dinner.