First things first, I hadn’t really been alone with Hendrix since our first kiss and that was still outside in the open where any Feeder could have stumbled upon us or Page could have walked in on our very amorous admission of feelings. If Hendrix could pull it off, we were going someplace alone, with a door that locked. I mean, was that even possible? Did those places even exist anymore?God, I hoped so.And also kind of hoped they didn’t.Because now was the perfect time for me to start feeling like a girl with insecurities and body issues and doubt. Awesome. I needed a little preparation before I went into this kind of thing. There were rituals to be done, steps that needed to be taken so that when- and if- my clothes came off Hendrix could identify me as a woman!Oh, no! When was the last time I shaved my pits? It had been like…. Way. Too. Long.I winced thinking about the other places of my body that needed trimming. Holy hell, Hendrix was going to get eaten by my crotch that had evolved into a man-eating gorilla sometime over the last two years!Why hadn’t I invested in laser hair removal before I graduated high school?
