Kelly raised an eyebrow. “Come again?”
“Sorry. That’s what my college buddies called it.” I shook my head. “I got an overnight bag with a shaving kit. It might be a little closer than what you prefer Mom, but I think it will take care of our little problem.”
Kelly’s eyes sparkled. “Seriously?”
“Yeah,” I turned to the changing room. “Would you be okay with that Mom?”
It was somewhat odd asking your mother if she would have any qualms with an impromptu pussy shave. What an interesting day.
I could hear her sigh, then “I guess we don’t really have a choice.”
Kelly’s smile lit up her face. “Mom, you are the freakin’ best!” she chimed. “I’m gonna go grab the kit,” she said as she turned.
A sudden flash of realization hit me. I kept more in that bag than a shaving kit.
“Kelly,” I started, “Why don’t you let me-”
“I got it, Jason,” she said. “I should take some stuff up to the car anyway. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” She grabbed a bundle of clothes and started trotting up to the car.
“Kelly!” I said as I attempted to catch up with her. “That’s not the only thing I keep in the bag. It’s an overnight kit.”
She stopped and turned back smirking. “Really now?”
I rolled my eyes. “Let me just-”
“Oh no,” she said. “I got it. You stay with Mom and make sure you get the settings ready.”
Though I had nothing but time to kill and the settings were locked, I knew I couldn’t talk her out of it.
I shook my head as I handed her the keys. “Should be under the passenger seat. Little black bag.”
“Nice,” she beamed. “Be right back.”
In less than five minutes, she was back, running up like she was clearing home plate after a grand slam.
“She still in there?” she asked.
“No Honey,” Mom said as she stepped out, wrapped in a towel. “Getting a little claustrophobic.”
“No worries, Mom.” She held up the kit, a small black bag half the size of a shoebox. “Guess what I got?”
Mom eyed the bag with her hands on her hips. “Fan-tastic,” she said rich with sarcasm. “So now the awkward part…” Her fingers drummed against her hips. “… I’ve never really shaved myself before.”
Kelly and I tilted our heads. To be honest, I had no response. It never even occurred to me in this situation to ask her experience level.
“Really?” Kelly asked. “Not even in college?”
Mom shook her head. “I just keep it, you know, trimmed.” She waved her hand over her privates. I chuckled knowing now where Kelly gets these gestures.
“Wow, Mom,” Kelly said. “You’re a little more reserved than I thought. Not even a wax?”
“No, I’ve done that, but it’s not an option right now is it?” she said.
“I guess not,” Kelly sighed. “So do you want me to do it?”
My face had to look dumbstruck. What in God’s name is going on here?
“Oh no, Kelly. That’s quite alright. I just need to know… you know what? Forget I said anything. Gimme the kit.” Mom reached out.
“Mom, it’s okay. I don’t mind. I mean I’d rather do it for you than have you accidentally cut yourself out here.”
“Kelly…” Mom started.
My sister tucked the kit under her arm. “Tell you what; let’s just go over behind those big rocks there near the water. We will have some nice privacy and Jason will stay way the hell away. You can do most of it, but I will be there to help for the tough spots.”