Not Ear Wax

Signs of Interest 15

Not Ear Wax

They'd spent the week organizing everything. The church, a nice restaurant for a meal afterward, Dane in town, the guys back from wherever. Tonight would be the church rehearsal and a dinner for them all, which Dane had arranged. Later the guys planned a boys' night out.

The girls, however, had other things planned. And Goldie had told Justine, she would pick her up at her place at 10am sharp, and to plan on being tied up all day. Beyond that, she wasn't telling.

Goldie had been doing her best to be happy for Justine. It was hard though. Harder yet that Justin would be around. Goldie had visited her dad. He'd been arrested, of course, and would be in prison for a long time. She'd been angry, had spent nights sobbing over it all, but try as she might, she couldn't blame Justin for any of it. It was her dad who'd betrayed her, tried to pull something slick and it had hurt her more deeply than anything ever had.

The short time she'd actually seen Justin over the last day or so, after their return from taking their bad guys home, wherever and whenever that was, they'd both avoided one another's eyes. Why would he care about her? She'd treated him terribly, sure he and Luc had been wrong. And it had been her who was wrong. So wrong.

Still, this was to be Justine and Luc's day, and she'd be damned if she was going to let her discomfort show at all to Justine. She'd suck it up and give her friend the best time she could manage so her wedding wouldn't be touched with one iota of worry or anger or sadness.

To that end she pulled up in front of Justine's house and honked the horn of her car. Luc answered the door and waved at Goldie, then kissed Justine and smacked her bottom as she headed out toward the car.

"Promises, promises," Justine muttered so he heard her, rubbing her ass and letting it wiggle at the man behind her. She loved teasing him. She had a new favorite game...thinking up ways to make his nostrils flare with lust. She was keeping score. One point for a flare. Two points if it included sucking air. Three points if she did it where he couldn't throw her down and fuck her senseless but had to wait.

Goldie sighed as Justine got into the car. "He is so gorgeous. You are such a lucky girl. Ready for a few hours away from him? I'll tie you down to keep you there if I have to."

"He had to force himself to let me out of bed," Justine giggled. "It took everything I had not to waddle bow legged to the car after last night."

Goldie groaned. "I'm celibate here. Don't torture me. So, I'm guessing no second thoughts, no Justine running from the church screaming, "No!"

"Not unless the 'no' is followed by 'I can't wait until it's time for my wedding night,'" Justine quipped. Then she reached for Goldie's hand, clenching on the steering wheel. "He loves you girl friend. Go talk to him."

Goldie blinked at the sudden change of topic. This was supposed to be about Justine and Luc. "Well, I'll have to see him at the rehearsal. I do owe him an apology. And I think I'll have to talk with him just a little beyond that. Hard not to, arranging everything and all."

"Goldie, honey..."

"What?" Goldie asked, pretending her eyes weren't tearing and her hand wasn't shaking.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry," Justine said, stricken. "I wish there was something I could do."

"Listen, you just concentrate on that man of yours. He's enough for you to worry about." Goldie was pulling up to one of the high-class fancy day spas the area had to offer. "Now, this is my gift to you. You get the whole works, whatever you want. We're not leaving until you're perfect. All over."

"All over?" Justine's voice was an excited squeak. "You mean like 'ALL over?"'

"Whatever you want, girlfriend. They do it all."

"Oooo! I always wanted to try a Brazilian wax. What about you? You getting the all over treatment, too?"

Goldie's eyes went wide. "Really? A Brazilian? Wow. I'd never have guessed. You go, girlfriend!"

Justine blushed. "I always wanted to try body piercing too, but the wedding's tomorrow." She laughed. "Little ole conservative me. Wanting her belly button pierced."

"You'll have to have that done when Luc is out of town," Goldie replied with a grin. "Surprise him when he gets home."

"Yeah. Good idea," Justine agreed. "What about you? Ever wanna take an experimental walk on the Goth side?"

"What makes you think I haven't," Goldie replied, sticking her tongue out at Justine. "But hey, if you're getting a Brazilian I'll get one too. That I've never done."

Justine gasped. "You've been holding out on me. Your very best friend until death. Tell me all before I expire."

"Piercings and Goth girl here in high school. I was mostly out of that phase when I met you in college. Although I do still have some piercing holes left. Hey, I had to live up to my rep, don't you know? Oh and the tattoo."

Justine's eyes went wide in fascinated awe. "Piercings where?"

"The tongue and lip ones didn't last long. Too much of a problem. One nipple, and belly button. I do still put the navel ring and nipple ring in once in awhile. Okay, more than once in awhile," Goldie confessed.

Justine sighed, ecstatically envious. "Wow. I want one of those too. What's it like?"

"A pain. Maybe Luc could magic you up one. I recommend the tattoo instead."

"A pain? Oh. You mean when it's pierced?"

"Yeah, and the few weeks until it heals. Hey ladies, my friend Justine here wants the works!" Goldie announced as they entered the spa. "The whole works!"

"You are so going to tell me later," Justine whispered. Then, louder, "The whole works. We gotta drive the man insane."

"Bride!" Goldie added, pointing at Justine. ""Tomorrow is D-Day!"

"Maid of honor," Justine said pointing at Goldie.

Goldie giggled. "Okay, okay. The both of us want.. Brazilian?" Goldie asked, checking with Justine to make sure she wasn't chickening out. "You do know..."

"Yeah I know. But imagine the look on his face," Justine said. "And, I heard it makes it even better!"

"Hard to imagine that last, but why the hell not!" Goldie replied.

The girls were whisked off for a top to toenail waxing with not an inch left in between.

"I guess you'll see my tat now," Goldie whispered. "Even my littlest bikini doesn't reveal it."

"Damn, Goldie. Where is it?" Justine hissed, her mind racing with possibilities.

"Right buttock," Goldie whispered back. "Almost in the crack."

"Oh God! I can't believe you never told me. You are so bad."

Goldie giggled. "Well, it's kinda private. And you never struck me as the type to approve. Damn, why didn't I know this about YOU?"

Justine leaned over and whispered in her ear. "I"ll tell you ALL my fantasies after dinner tonight if you want. Wine, chocolate and girl talk."

"I'm not sure I'm old enough to hear all that!" Goldie replied giggling.

"Who cares. That's why we're gonna drink wine."

"Lots of it! Since the guys will be off at some strip joint and probably end up in jail and we'll have to bail them out."

"Hah! If they go to a strip joint, we're going with them. They really need to make those places co-ed."

Goldie laughed until she snorted. "The idea is the guys blow off steam. If you went with Luc he'd be dragging you home to bed. And you have to behave tonight! Tradition!"

Justine slapped her hand down on the counter. "Chippendales! We need Chippendales!"

"Oh come on. They aren't nearly as sexy as Luc. Not a one of 'em, dang it."

"Yeah but he's off limits tonight and, if he gets lap dances, then so do I!"

"Yeah, I but I can't handle one," Goldie groaned. "I got nothing to look forward to on Saturday night." Suddenly she looked rather glum.

Justine kept her thoughts to herself and turned to the attendant. "Manicure, pedicure, massage, wax, highlights, facials...just tell me where we start." Then she winked. "Do we get champers too? In the sauna maybe?"

"And strawberries and chocolate," the attendant replied with a grin. "No Chippendales here but there's this place up the road... Now ladies, come with me. Stem to stern, Gladys!" the attendant shouted.

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Five hours later...

"Wow!" Justine said, looking at her nude body in the full length mirror. "Eat your heart out, Grace Kelly!"

"If I were more bi, I'd be eating mine out lookin' at you, girlfriend. Luc is gonna be so hot for that bod ..."

"And you think yours doesn't compare?" Justine snorted. You're so damn beautiful Goldie. Like sunshine come to life."

Goldie blushed. "Freckles. I've still got bloody freckles."

"I know and I'm so jealous of them," Justine said frankly. She shook her head. "Some women have all the luck."

"You goof," Goldie replied. "We should probably get home. When are we supposed to be at the church for the rehearsal? Oh, and I have to pick up the cake and the flowers!"

"Five thirty," Justine said, beginning to dress. "I need to pick up my dress for tonight from the cleaners on the way home. Dane said dinner's at seven thirty at Rinaldi's. In their private room."

"All right. I'll drive you by the cleaners for your dress and then drop you off, go get the flowers and the cake and meet you at the church. Can I trust you to not fuck the crap out of Luc between now and the rehearsal? You really need to save the surprise for him."

"Jeez, Goldie, you should know better than that. I may be a slut where's he's concerned, but I'm an evil slut. Of course I'll make him wait."

Goldie eyed her suspiciously. "Can you tell him no? Really?"

"No. But I can tell him later. 'Sides he and Justin are going to a hotel. Same one Dane's at. They should be there by now."

"Well, that's a relief," Goldie replied. "At least no one will have to find a taxi to get them home."

"Or the cops," Justine added dryly. "Ready?"

"Yuppers, I'm ready. They are cops. So, does Dane believe they're... you know? Or does he think you and they are all nuts?"

"Dane believes. He's already pumping them for information, all the science he can trick them into spilling."

"It is so weird. You're marrying this guy and have no idea what his world is like. And I used to think you were the traditional type, and more comfortable with safe and secure." Goldie shook her head. "You're my hero, girlfriend."

"Awww." Justine pulled her into a hug.

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