Chapter Forty Four



Later that night, once Camy had finally left and Amelia had been bathed and fed and was finally asleep, Fara carefully undressed down to her underwear and gently checked on her bruises in the bathroom. She found one rather large bruise on the back of her left leg, on her thigh. It looked the size of a dinner plate and was currently a lovely purple colour. It looked and felt horrible and painful. As she attempted to apply cream to the bruise, Urs walked into the bathroom and caught her in her non matching underwear, trying to see to it. Fara didn’t own a pair of matching underwear. She never had.
‘Need any help..?’ Urs coughed, seeing Fara, the woman he loved, in only her underwear. She looked so beautiful standing there, hair messed up, face full of pain for her bruise. A bruise he ached to reach out and kiss away.
‘I can’t reach to see what I’m doing without looking in the mirror…’ Fara complained.
‘Here, let me help’ he offered.
‘Ok’ Fara sighed, handing him the cream.
‘Then, when I’m done, you can do whatever you wish to me’ he then reminded her as he knelt down and started rubbing the cream onto her left thigh.
Fara bit her lip in an attempt to stop herself from groaning out loud. But not because she was in pain.
Urs seemed to take such a long time in applying the cream, massaging it in more than was really necessary, then finally he stood up, wiping his hands on a towel, ‘You’re all done’ he said.
‘Thanks…’ Fara blushed, turning her head away so he couldn’t see. But Urs caught the blush away. It made him smile inside. Maybe he wasn’t barking up the wrong tree after all in temporarily kidnapping the woman he loved.
‘Where do you want me?’ Urs then asked.
‘What for?’ Fara asked, looking blankly at him.
‘For my waxing?’ he reminded her.


I thought you were joking…’ Fara mumbled, staring at him.
‘I never joke’ Urs winked back.
‘Oh. Right’ Fara nodded.
‘So?’
She looked at him up and down, ‘I think, as I bruised my thigh, that I should wax your thigh’
‘Left, or right?’ Urs asked, undoing his jeans as he spoke.
‘Left. Same place as my bruise’
‘Ok’ he smiled, taking his jeans off. He stood in the bathroom in his underpants, socks and t-shirt and waited for her to be ready.
Fara prepared her waxing strips. With nervous fingers she applied two to Urs’ thigh, smoothing it on more then what was necessary.
‘Feel nice’ Urs smiled as she rubbed at the back of his thigh.
‘Wait until I pull it off’ Fara smiled back, looking up at him as she knelt at his feet.
‘It can’t hurt that badly, surely?’ he nervously asked now. Wondering what he had just got himself in for.
‘Its like giving birth, thought not as painful’ replied Fara.
‘Next time, I’ll be there, to hold your hand’ Urs winked.
‘Only, if I am pregnant’ Fara reminded him.
‘Oh, you are. You are’ he muttered so she couldn’t hear him.
‘Right. Hold onto something’ Fara said, picking at a wax strip.
‘I don’t need to…aaaahhhhh!’ Urs moaned loudly as Fara pulled one off, ‘oooooohhhh!’ he said, clutching at his thigh, limping around on his feet.
‘Next one’ Fara made a move to grab the second and last wax strip.
‘Oh no. No. That’s not coming off’ Urs shook his head, limping around the bathroom, avoiding Fara and her hands.
‘The longer we leave it, the worse it will be’ Fara warned, trying to corner him as she spoke. It was like trying to corner a frightened animal.
‘I’ll…I’ll have a bath, that’ll remove it’ Urs limped to the bath and started running it.
‘Don’t be silly, let me…’ Fara once again tried to remove the wax strip.
‘No. Oh no. No’
‘The longer we leave it…’
‘It hurts’ Urs complained.
‘Told you. Like giving birth, although not as painful!’
‘I’m glad I’m not a woman’ Urs muttered though gritted teeth as he finally let Fara remove the wax strip from his leg, ‘thank god that’s over!’ he sighed as his leg was finally free. He managed not to scream like a woman this time as Fara removed the source of the pain in one easy movement.



You’d better have that bath now, it will help, with the pain’ Fara tried not to laugh at Urs’ pained facial expression.
‘Bath? I can’t. I can’t pull my undies off! It will hurt too much!’ Urs then moaned.
‘Here…let me’ Fara pulled at Urs’ undies. One tug and they were down.
‘Oooouuuccchh!’ Urs moaned.
‘Bath. It’ll help’ Fara laughed, leaving Urs finally to it.
‘I’ll need my back washing…’ he called after her as he took his t-shirt and socks off.
‘I’m sure that you can manage’ Fara called back, closing the door on him.
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Three days later, Carlos, Cydalia, Seb, Rowi, David and Dany turned up at the hotel in New York to find Urs limping around.
‘What happened?’ a concerned David asked him.
‘I…I had a slight accident…’ he lied.
‘With a waxing strip!’ Fara told them all.
‘Eh?’ Carlos asked.
‘Urs, took me roller skating, I fell over, as a get your own back for my bruised thigh, I waxed his thigh’ Fara informed them all.
‘You waxed…?’ Cydalia asked.
‘I only used two little wax strips’ Fara shrugged.
‘It hurt!’ Urs moaned.
‘Now you know the pain us girls go through!’ Rowi laughed. As the rest of the girls also sniggered at this.
‘It can’t be that bad…!’ Seb laughed at Urs, tapping him on his injured thigh.
‘Want a bet?’ Urs asked, wincing in pain. It was still a little sore. It hadn’t been the waxing that was the problem now, more how hot the water had actually been when he had lowered himself into it. It had been boiling. Talk about being boiled alive!
‘Come with me oh husband…I’ll show you’ said Rowi, leading Seb out of the room, holding his hand and smiling sweetly at him.
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Five minutes later, they all heard Seb scream out in pain.
Twenty minutes later he limped out, to join Urs on the sofa, a towel wrapped tightly around his waist.
‘I apologise’ Seb said to Urs, ‘you are right. It does hurt’
‘Told you’ Urs nodded, wincing slightly.
‘Wimp’ Rowi laughed at her husband.
‘It hurts’ Seb moaned in complaint.
‘Wimp’ Rowi repeated, patting Seb on the head like he was a dog.