Vanessa's Journal
Week commencing July 13
I had a quiet week, with nothing really happening, except that I genuinely
forgot to cover-up when I answered the door to the postman on the Thursday
morning. You should have seen his face.
Saturday July 18
At breakfast, I talked to Jon about me having to shave every day. I explained to
him that I wanted to be smooth for him, and that I knew about other ways of
getting that way. Electrolysis was the obvious way, because it was permanent,
but those machines cost a lot of money, and you need to have a needle stuck in
each hair follicle at least once, sometimes 6 or 7 times. It would take weeks,
and you had to let the hair grow before you could start. Another way, I
explained, was wax strips. These also required a few days growth of hair, but
were very quick. The only problem, was that I didn't know if I could stand the
pain of having it done to my labia. Jon said that I should make enquiries about
electrolysis machines, but not to shave until Wednesday, and to get a supply of
wax strips. He also told me that I was going to get my head hair cut that
morning, and that it was going to be short. In fact I was to get a 'short back
and sides', just like a man.
When we went to the hairdressers, it brought back lots of memories. Some were
good, but they were all very dull compared with my new life. As I sat there
watching the girl cut off my long, almost blond hair, I thought about the last
couple of months, how I had changed from a boring, dull person, to someone with
confidence. Someone who now liked her body, and wasn't ashamed to show it. I had
to give Jon the credit for that, his dominance was what I needed. The girl
brought me back to reality asking me how short I wanted it. I looked round, and
saw a man whose hair was no longer than an inch, and I said, "like him." As we
left the hairdressers, Jon smiled at me, and said that with the right clothes
and walk, I could get away with pretending to be a boy. I didn't 't know whether
to take that as a compliment or not.
Sunday July 19
A quiet day really, Jon took me to the Chinese restaurant for lunch, and I had
to wear my white lycra dress. Jon decided that he thought that I had had enough
exercise for the weekend, and that we wouldn't be going to the Gym. Beginning to
get used to my new hair style.
