“Babe? Could you set that down on the counter and turn to face me for a second? I see blood.”
I’d been doing a bit of body grooming and thought I’d fast track things a little bit knowing there was a good chance that, no matter how careful I was, I’d draw blood in a certain area, even if the foil head of my Philips Norelco Body Groom Series 7000 Showerproof Body Trimmer & Shaver, model BG7040/42, never actually touched skin. And… When I heard Julia speak as soon as I turned off the trimmer for a few seconds to check out my handy work and readjust…
“Yeah… I think that thing pulls hairs rather than clipping them, Love. I would just stick to doing that spot by hand from now on,” Julia said as she handed me a strip of toilet paper to deal with the bleeding area of skin. “It’s sweet that you do that for me,” she continued. “But… If you’re hurting yourself in the process…”
She then kissed me deeply before I had a chance to reply. Then she Gave my arm a squeeze before playfully adding, “You know that if you ever need an extra set of hands down there to help hold things while you work, I’d be delighted to help.”
I smiled at her and said, “The strange thing is that I’m not feeling any pain when the trimmer does whatever it is that causes the bleeding to start. And… You would think I would, considering the location we’re talking about. I don’t get it. I can do that area by hand no problem. What’s with the damn trimmer? I’ve only started having this kind of problem recently and that’s a brand-new head on there.”
She kissed me again and said gently, “Things change. You just need to take the slow route next time. Ok? For me? Even if it means things don’t get clipped as often. It’s ok.”
She then kissed me again and giggled before saying, “No forest that grows on you will ever hide that massive Oak Tree you’ve got down there at its center.”
I spent the rest of the day writing and posting. Julia and I did slip out for lunch around noon time for a little break in the action and somehow ended up creating a little action of our own before getting back to work.
After work, it was a slow evening, Julia insisting on checking the area that had started bleeding this morning. “You really do have a thing about keeping things uniform,” she said slyly. “You Know we have a term for things like that in my profession, ‘Right’?” Julia asked in a rather seductive tone.
“Yeah… I think I might have heard of it but… Um… I just want to make sure it looks good, ‘You know’?” I replied quietly. “Well sir,” Julia said rather huskily. “Your landscape always looks good, even in its most unkempt phases. Now let me see…”
What I felt next was quite pleasant in an electrifying kind of way, and when Julia, laughing throatily placed my hands on the back of her head… Well…