One Night With The Prince

Ramon and Alexa arrived at the hotel with only a couple of minutes left before her appointment. As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Alexa quickly got out without waiting for Ramon to open the door.

"What is your plan? Are you going to stick around, or should I call you when I'm done? "Alexa asked while she's getting out of the car.

"Call me when you're done. It shouldn't take me long to get here." Ramon replied, smiling.

"Alright! I'll see you then."

Alexa was half walking, half running to her appointment. She promised that she would not be late and she only had a minute left to make it.

Luckily, the elevator opened as soon as she pushed the button; otherwise, she would've had to take the stairs. And that would've not been a good idea at all.

Alexa arrived on time, without a minute to spare. Before knocking on the door, she dusted off her clothes and straightened herself to make her look more professional.

The door opened after just a couple of knocks, which stunned Alexa for a moment.

"Come in! Come in, you're just in time," Ms. Garcia welcomed Alexa and ushered her into the room.

What Alexa saw when she walked into the room, dumbfounded her, and left her speechless.

"Whoa, what's all this...?"

Ms. Garcia walked behind Alexa and put her hands on her shoulders before nudging her towards a make-ship cubicle.

There were many people around, busy, arranging things; makeup, articles of clothing, bags, shoes, and pieces of jewelry. Alexa's eyes widened because she couldn't believe what she was seeing. 'Is all of this being prepared for me? What's going on?'

"Ms. Garcia, if you don't mind me asking... What's all this?" She waved her hand toward all the items.

"I thought we're just going to have dinner and discuss business. That's why I have dressed like this." She showed off her professional look that she tried so hard to achieve.

"Hahaha! What made you think that you need to dress up professionally to have dinner with me? Instead, you were supposed to wear something elegant to impress me."

"Nevermind... go inside that cubicle. I am going to give you a makeover. I want to see your potential before I leave. Go! Go!! Go!!!" Alexa was pushed towards the cubicle where two attendants were waiting for her.

Alexa grabbed hold of whatever she could with two hands, preventing her from being pushed inside the cubicle. "Whoa! Wait, wait, wait... What are you planning to do to me there? Why do these people have face masks on them, like they're ready to perform a surgery?" Alexa asked while resisting with all her might.

"Hahaha! Don't worry; they are not going to harm you. They just need to wax your whole body, except your head of course. Haven't you been waxed before?" Ms. Garcia asked curiously.

Alexa looked at her shyly showing her incorrect assumptions and stupidity. "Sorry, but this would be the first time in my entire life." She replied with her face all red from embarrassment.

"It's alright! There's always a first time for everything, right?" Ms. Garcia was referring to Prince Alexander, who got many of his first times from Alexa.

Alexa understood what Ms. Garcia was indicating and started laughing. "Hahaha! Right, I remember someone who got many of his firsts from me. Hahaha!"

Now, Alexa felt much at ease. She was ready for whatever was to come. "Ready or not, here I come!" She yelled, making a gesture with her hand and elbow for fighting.

Ms. Garcia just shook her head and turned around with a smile on her face. 'Let's see what you will say later and hope that I'm not mistaken.' She thought to herself.

"Miss, to do our procedure we need you to take off your clothes. It would be best if you strip all the way. However, if you don't feel comfortable, you can keep your u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts on." The attendant explained with a grin on her face.

Alexa looked at all the apparatus and the hot wax melting at the side of the table. With a worried look on her face, she innocently asked. "Miss Attendant, can I ask you a question?" She sheepishly wiped her sweaty palm onto her pants while waiting for a reply.

"Sure! What is it? If I know the answer, I will tell you."

"You see... in my whole life, I've never done this kind of things. What I'm saying is... I have never stripped my clothes off in front of other people; this will be the first time," Alexa straightened her pants before continuing, "Do I really need to do this? I don't have much hair on my body anyway, do I still need to do it?"

"Hahaha! Don't worry this will not hurt, maybe a little sting, but that's it. Until we see your whole body, we can't tell whether you need it or not. How about stripping down now, so we can start." The attendant was doing her best to make Alexa feel at ease.

"Oh, alright, then! If you don't mind leaving first, so I can take my clothes off. As soon as I'm done with it, I will let you know, alright?" she told the attendant with a worried look on her face.

"Alright! If that can make you feel better, I will step out and will be just behind the cubicle. When you're finished, tap a couple of times, and I'll come back."

The attendant left, and Alexa started stripping. She didn't have many clothes on, to begin with; therefore, it only took her a couple of minutes, and she was ready.

She hopped onto the bed and laid down. Suddenly, it dawned on her that she needed to tap the door of the cubicle to let the attendant know that she was ready. "Oh, shit! I'm already n.a.k.e.d. What should I do?"

She decided to call the attendant instead of tapping the cubicle. "Miss! Miss! Are you out there? I'm ready," Alexa yelled to get the attendant's attention.

The attendant heard her and came back to start the waxing procedure. Alexa was laying on her stomach with a white cotton sheet covering her whole body.

"Miss, I have to check your body first to determine how much wax I would need to complete the job. I'm going to remove the sheet, OK?"

"OK!" Alexa mumbled inaudibly.

After carefully looking over Alexa's whole body, the attendant was happy to announce to her that she would not need a lot of waxing. Alexa felt relieved after hearing that.

"I'll start with your legs first, alright?" The attendant announced. Alexa just nodded in acknowledgment.

The attendant spread the hot wax on Alexa's legs and right after, put a strip of gauze on it. Everything was fine until the attendant pulled the piece of cheesecloth off. "Ouch! WTF!!! That f**king hurts," Alexa loudly screamed and kicked, almost hitting the attendant.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry," Alexa turned around and sat up to apologize to the attendant.

"It's alright! I knew that the first time it would sting. I was prepared; you didn't hit me." The attendant was trying to calm Alexa and usher her to lay back down, so they could continue.

Ms. Garcia heard it all and started laughing. "Hahaha!" She decided to check what's going on that made her scream like that. "So, you couldn't handle it, huh? Do you want to stop here and go home? It's fine for me; I don't care either way." She threatened.

"Alexa can endure it, and she would endure it, she must bear it." Alexa kept on chanting for Mrs. Garcia to hear. 

"I guess that's a no!" Ms. Garcia motioned to the attendant to continue then left.

Thirty minutes Alexa was screaming and yelling each time the Attendant pulled the piece of gauze, then it stopped. The waxing was over, and the whole room turned quiet.

Alexa came out with only a robe on, her skin all smooth and shiny. When she looked around, there was no Ms. Garcia. She started panicking.

Ms. Garcia was relaxing, drinking some tea by the balcony, looking over the view of the oceanfront. She was mumbling to herself, deep in her thought. "A couple of years of training, and she will be ready to be the next beauty queen for sure. But would she be able to endure the training? She's so green and innocent. She needs a lot of polishing to do, do I want to do this?"

Alexa heard everything that Ms. Garcia was mumbling to herself. "Ma'am, if you give me a chance, I promise you in the name of my Grandmother, who has raised me with all her love, that I will be the next beauty queen when the time comes," Alexa swore to Ms. Garcia.

Ms. Garcia looked at her for a minute, contemplating her reply. She sighed before replying.

"Alright! It's a deal then. I will give you one chance. However, you must make sure that after I train and polish you, you will become a beauty queen. Doesn't matter which one, Miss World, Ms. Earth, or Ms. Universe. I don't care as long as you become one." 

Ms. Garcia stretched her hand towards Alexa for a handshake, "Deal?"

Alexa shook Ms. Garcia's hand before replying. "Deal!"

"Now go back in there and finish dressing. We have our dinner to attend," Ms. Garcia ordered Alexa sternly.

Alexa graciously complied and went back to get ready for the dinner date that she was going to have with Ms. Garcia.