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Diana screamed in pain, as Tony, pulled off the wax strip off her thigh and grunted in disgust as he noticed the amount of the hair that came on to the wax strip. “Girl! When was the last time you waxed those thighs of yours?” tony complained and Diana only whimpered in pain. “I don’t know, the last time I wore a midi dress.” She reminded him. “Don’t me you haven’t waxed above your thighs ever since summer?” Diana shrugged, “What are you? the wax police?” “Oh! If I was, you would be sentenced to life in prison.” Tony retorted, making Diana roll her eyes. “Grab me that pack of ice.” She smacked Tony’s arm and he only passed her down the ice pack that was placed along with the other waxing accessories. Diana laid wearing her b*a and a panty in her bedroom, on the small swivel chair t