After a facial, my hair in rollers, one of the girls took me to a cubicle and told me to strip and lie down on a table. I thought I was being treated to a massage. Instead, the young woman rubbed my whole body with what felt like fine sandpaper. Then she applied a lotion over every inch. After waiting a few minutes, she told me to follow her and led me to a cubicle. “Stand on the half moon,” she told me. “What’s this for?” I asked. “Spread your legs as wide as you can. It’s mystic spray tanning. Orders from Kalem.” “Oh? How long until it dries?” “It’ll give you a glowing tan in five minutes. Here, let me put a shower cap on your head. Close your eyes and spread your fingers. Also, during the spraying, bend over with your legs spread as wide as possible.” “Really? How long does the tan last?” “About a week, if you don’t bathe right away and don’t go swimming except in fresh water. Chlorine and salt water cause the tan to fade faster.” “Oh. Will he want this each time?”
