into the face of a young girl sitting on a stool in front of my chair.
“Hi, I’m Carina, Max’s assistant. I’ll be doing your make-up after your mani and pedi. I’m here to keep you company while we wait for Max to come back with the color.”
I laughed. “You mean you’re here to make sure I don’t peek!”
Carina grinned. “Yes, that too.”
I saw Max returning with the two bowls and a brush. “Shh,” I whispered to Carina. “He’s coming back.” I quickly closed my eyes.
It didn’t take long for Max to fill my head with foils. Probably because there’s no hair left,I thought, but forced the scared feeling away.
“Open your eyes now,” Max ordered, and I obeyed. “Carina will take you over to Autumn, who will do your nails. When that’s done, we’ll wash your hair, put a towel around your head, and you can have lunch.”
The rest of the time at the salon is a bit of a blur. I had another glass of wine while Autumn did my nails, and one with lunch. I wondered if Goddessa put Blondie’s herb mixture in the wine because I had a strong urge to masturbate, but couldn’t even relieve myself in the bathroom for fear of ruining my manicure.
Carina did my make-up and brought me back to Max. Once again, he turned me away from the mirror. He took off the towel and sprayed my hair with a water bottle. He then poured some gel into his hands and worked it through my hair. He used a hair dryer with the diffuser attachment and worked sections of my hair with his fingers, which caused me some concern. Was my hair too short for a brush?
Finally, he sprayed, and I felt him pinch a few hairs forward onto my forehead. “Keep your eyes closed,” he said, and I felt the chair being turned around. “All right. Open them now.”
I opened my eyes and stared straight ahead into the mirror. I blinked several times because I saw Max with a bevy of people surrounding the chair in the reflection. But where was I? I touched my cheek, and that’s when I finally saw myself in the mirror. I was the beautiful creature in the chair. I jumped up and moved in for a closer look.
My hair was cropped quite short, but in a pleasing style. The blond highlights were perfectly placed to look natural, yet eye-catching. My reflection mirrored an elegant woman with high prominent cheekbones, emerald deep-set eyes, and soft, full pink lips. I came to Goddessa a mousy, matronly housewife, and was leaving a sexy, dynamic bombshell. My eyes teared up, and I grabbed a tissue off the counter top in front of Max’s mirror.
I could not stop looking at myself. Max was right. There was a beautiful woman inside that needed to be released, and the Goddessa team did well to uncover her. What I was feeling inside was deeply personal, and I knew the real me had been unleashed. I felt overwhelming sexual desire fill me, and a longing between my legs screamed to be sated.
In the mirror, I saw everyone behind me. I could tell they weren’t sure if I felt awful or thrilled—after all, my eyes were filled with tears. I turned around and threw myself at Max. As I hugged him tightly, I could feel the bulge in his pants stiffening. I released him and we both looked down at his emerging erection.
Max shrugged and smiled. “You are beautiful.”
I nodded. “Thank you. Thank you.”
I hugged each one of them. As I did, I noticed an attraction—and it wasn’t all in my mind. I felt magnetic, as if I were drawing the sexual energies of the planet to me. It didn’t strike me odd at all that I felt this pull from women as strongly as I did from Max. It seemed completely natural that there was something in me that appealed to everyone. My transformation had opened me to all possibilities, and I knew from that moment on there were no rules.
Chapter Four
Once I got home, I made the executive decision that sex goddesses don’t cook dinner on Saturday afternoons, and I called in a take-out order from our favorite neighborhood Italian