Beta'd by Ana and Dawn :)
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"A Bra..." Emmett says spewing the beer in his mouth across the table onto Edward. After his coughing/laughing spell is over and he's composed enough to talk he whispers. "You had a Brazilian?"
"Yeah, so. Isn't that what you get?"
Emmett shakes his head adamantly. "No. I let her do the front but never the back. She goes nowhere near my backdoor."
Edward turns bright red realizing he's taken the waxing a bit too far. His feeling of embarrassment tenfolds. "Now, I can really never see her again," he mumbles.
"It's not that bad Eddie. The girls do this all of the time. I'm sure you're not the first."
Edward just shakes his head and takes long gulps of his nearly empty beer.
"It's her job. No big deal. Unless, of course, you farted in her face of something."
"God no, Emmett. Gross, dude."
"Then what's the problem?"
A/N
Emmett, typical guy