Margie was growing tired of having to wear a wig every day to just go out and shop. Although her wig was short, it got heavy and hot over time. Finally she called Doc.’s office and asked for Benny. “I am ready to have my real hair done, do you or Doc. have any suggestions on where I should go?

Benny put Margie on hold for several minutes before returning with information. “Doc. says, ‘Body and Soul Beauty Saloon’ on Commerce St. You should ask for Sammy and tell him you want the Doc.’s special. Don’t worry about cost, they will bill Doc. for all they do, just put yourself in Sammy’s hands.” Benny advised.

Margie looked up the saloon in the phone book and called to make an appointment. She explained she wanted Sammy and that it was for a “Doc.’s Special.” The girl on the phone immediately set her up for early the next morning. “Don’t bother with your makeup or hair before coming in” the girl cautioned “Sammy will just redo it all anyway.”

Margie got up early the next morning, she bathed and shaved. Before dressing, she completed her twenty minutes with the breast pump and carefully stored the expressed milk in the freezer. She picked a simple long, loose comfortable fitting dress and skipped most of her usual undergarments, just putting on a pair of panties and a bra. She covered her head with a silk scarf and dashed on some lipstick before leaving home.

Margie had no trouble finding the shop in a small strip mall not far from downtown. Arriving early, she was able to park right in front. She entered through the double glass doors and was greeted by a young girl manning the front desk.

“Good morning, I’m Margie Williams. I have an appointment with Sammy.”

“Hi, I’m Lilly, please follow me.” the girl responded as she turns and heads down the hallway behind her post.

Margie glanced in the open doorways that were evenly spaced down the well-lit hall. The first few had a standard beauty parlor chairs and sinks with large mirror on the wall and bottles of shampoo’s conditioners and the like space orderly along gleaming chrome and glass shelves. Further down the rooms had table with crisp linens and equipment that looked like it belonged in a medical office rather than a saloon. The girl stopped at a doorway and motioned Margie in. There was a big chrome and leather saloon chair in the center with a sink topped by a large mirror. The shelf above the sink had combs, brushes, scissors and other hair dressing equipment.

“Please, have a seat. Sammy will be with you shortly. May I bring you a cup of coffee while you wait.” the girl asked.

Sitting down, “No thanks, I’m fine.” Margie replied.

A cheerful “Good Morning” rang out from the thin pale man entering the room.

“I’m Sammy” he sang his name Siam May rather than the Sammy it was spelled.

“Good morning, Sammy. I’m Margie” she replied while looking at the strange little man and his unusual dress.

Sammy was wearing an oversized purple sweat shirt that hung down to the top of his legs. Beneath the shirt were skin tight black leggings and on his feet were fuzzy purple house shoes. His raven black hair was done in spikes with purple highlights on the very top. His face had makeup, a light color foundation that failed to cover old acne scars on his cheeks, dark black eye liner, with penciled thin eyebrows and mauve lipstick. His right ear was pierce several times and there were half a dozen golden loops hanging from them. He had another piercing above his left eye with a golden stud mounted in it.

Sammy continued, “Don’t let my appearance scare you, it’s an expression of my personal life style. I’m a professional and good at my craft otherwise Doc. wouldn’t have sent you to me.”

Margie smiled at the serious but funny looking man “OK, Sammy, I put myself in your hands.”

“We’ll need a good look at you to start. So, I’ll need you to undress.” Sammy turns and plucks a fluffy white terry cloth robe and matching fabric slippers from the shelf and hands it to Margie. “I desperately need my morning coffee before we start” he said as he swished his way out closing the door behind him.

Margie undressed and slipped into the robe and slippers. Sammy returned sipping coffee from an oversized mug with a large red S on its side.

“Let’s take a look at what we have to work with” sitting his coffee on a nearby stand. Sammy got down on all fours and gently slipped the slippers from Margie’s feet and closely examined her feet. “Ever have a pedicure before?”

“You’ll really enjoy your first time.”

Sammy continued his inspection up Margie’s legs. Without warning he simply reached up and pull the tie loose on Margie robe and pushed the two sides back as continued his fixed gaze up her body. As he stood he gently pushed the robe back off Margie’s shoulder and it slide down her arms into a pile on the floor.

“Turn around, please” Sammy requested.

Margie turned her back to Sammy and he resumed his careful study of her body. “

”There’s just to much body hair and the skin tone is uneven” Sammy observed. “Turn back, please.” Margie turned to face Sammy.

Sammy reaches for a nearby phone and dials an extension. “Elaine darling, I need you to sit up a series of first thing in the morning appointments for Margie Williams” Sammy pauses listening. “Yes, full body and face. She’s a Doc. special.” Sammy listening again “I’ll wax the legs and arms today as an interim fix and leave the rest to you.” Sammy finishes his call “Thanks darling, talk to you later.”

Sammy explains the call to Margie “ Elaine is our laser hair removal technician. Lilly at the front desk will give a schedule of appointment with her when you leave. We’re lucky to have Elaine, she was an emergency room RN before being certified for laser hair removal. When she’s finished you’ll be as smooth as a baby.”

Sammy continues his inspection of Margie reaching out and taking her wrist extending her right arm first as he carefully checked her fingers and hands. “You’ll need a manicure, too. Might as well add acrylic nail while we are at it”

Sammy released Margie’s right arm and proceeded to check her left. He moves up to her shoulders and then her face. “Nice high cheek bones but the chin is a little to square, not a problem with the right makeup. You’ve done a fair job with your eye brows but we can make improvements. Please, put on your robe and have a seat.”

Margie picked up the robe and slipped back into it while she scooted her feet back into the slippers and sat in the comfortable saloon chair. Sammy spun the chair so that Margie was facing the large mirror on the wall. Taking a comb from the shelf he began combing Margie’s hair, first all to the back then parting it and combing forward are to the side as he experimented with different looks.

“You have a healthy head of hair, but there is just not enough yet for what I’d like to do. No worries, a few properly placed extension will make all the difference. Have you given any thought to what color you’d like?”

“Red” Margie replied.

“Excellent!” Sammy squealed “that’s just what I was thinking, too. You’ll need a permanent to add some body. No problem all in a day’s work.”

There is a flurry of activity following Sammy’s decisions on what work Margie would need. After a shampoo and trim, while her hair went up in rollers, other staff members tended to her manicure and pedicure. Under a drier while new acrylic nails and polish are applied. Then careful application of the chemicals to adjust the color of her hair. Now with her head wrapped and waiting for the final touches Sammy leads her across the hall to a room with a large table.

“We’ll do your waxing here” Sammy closes the door “just drop the robe anywhere and climb up on the table face up”

Sammy started with Margie arms, carefully applying the hot wax to an area and then pressing the fabric strip into the wax before ripping of the cloth and wax leaving the smooth hair free skin behind. It was uncomfortable for Margie but Sammy’s practice skill kept it bearable and it was progressing quickly. After her arms Sammy did the front and sides of her legs. Knowing Elaine would be laser-ing hair off the hidden areas later Sammy only worked a short distance about the knee, just enough to accommodate a short dress. With her arms and the front of her legs done, Sammy has Margie turn over to so he can finish the backs of her legs.

Waxing done, Sammy offers encouragement “The worst is over, now the good part is next. You’ll find this gel is so soothing and it will help your skin heal, too.”

Sammy poured a liberal amount of the blue gel into his hands and slathered it up and down the back of Margie’s legs before coming back to gently massaging the cooling, comforting ingredients into her punished and now very sensitive skin. He worked his way up slowly, making sure not to miss any area. Margie relaxed and closed her eyes floating away on the waves of pleasant pleasure as Sammy continued his soothing massage. Sammy could not resist the temptation of the beautiful smooth legs before him as he continued to rub higher and higher, now well above where he had stopped waxing. Margie knew Sammy had exceeded where his hands should have stopped but she did not care because it felt, oh so good.

Sammy regains control of himself, staying off the impulse to go still higher and much deeper, with some regret he tells Margie “Time to roll over and let me do the front side.”

Sammy was pleasantly surprise and Margie was embarrassed when she turned over revealing that the gentle rubbing had greatly aroused her, as evidenced by the stiff flesh pole standing tall from between her legs.

Sammy smiling to himself, jokes “ We can’t have you walking around the saloon with that peeking out from your robe.”

Margie face flushed with her embarrassment as she looked down her body at the stiff purple headed shaft. Sammy came to the head of the table applying gel to Margie’s arms and rubbing it in while his eyes remained fixed on the stiff finger of flesh pointing at the ceiling.

“Margie, I hope you have enjoyed what I’ve done for you so far today, because I am going to collect my tip early” Sammy said as he pushed his black leggings down to the top of is fuzzy purple house shoes and stepped out of both as he climbed up on to the table.

With his arms and legs on the edge of the table he straddles Margie. He dips his head and plants a kiss on her stomach just below her rib cage. Slowly he kisses his way down to Margie’s navel where he dips his tongue in a long wet kiss before edging further down her body. Margie eyes squeezed shut, lays perfectly still fighting the urge to squirm, fearing she might knock Sammy off his precarious perch on the tables edge.

Sammy reaches his goal and spends time twirling his tongue around the sensitive head, letting his saliva run down the blue veined sides to prepare the way for his lips. He slowly takes the tip of the head into his mouth sucking gently on the sensitive and aroused flesh. Margie is on fire and allows a low moan to escape her lips as Sammy begins to take more and more of the hot flesh deeper into his mouth.

Margie opens her eyes and sees Sammy’s family jewels and his much larger than she expected manhood swaying above her. She raises her head and sticks out her tongue allowing it to just graze the head of the swaying man flesh. Feeling the warm wet tongue glancing off his penis Sammy lowered his hips allowing Margie to gobble his flesh deep into her warm wet mouth. In sync and entwined, they feasted on each others flesh.

Margie could feel the building pressure in her groin but forced herself to wait for Sammy. She didn’t have to wait long. Her lips felt the quick strong pulses as Sammy’s body started to poured its hot love juices into her throat. She relaxed the pressure that had been holding back her own release and gusted again and again deep into his mouth. Sammy hungrily took it all as he continued pumping until he had ever drop. Margie refusing to be out done, she did not release Sammy until he allowed her now limp finger of flesh to slip from his mouth.

Sammy began his slow retreat back down the table, kissing Margie’s stomach and chest as he went. As he placed a warm moist kiss on her breast he saw the drops of milk that had escaped from the erect nipple, forced out by Margie, during the height of her passion. His mouth descended on the mounds of flesh and like a hungry vampire he drained one then the other, cleansing his pallet with the delicious mother’s milk.

Once back on the floor he slipped back into his clothes and went to the door, catching one of his minions passing in the hall, he order “Bring a cup of hot herbal tea.” He returned to the table and resumed his work finishing the application of the soothing gel and helping Margie to the floor and back into her robe.

As they crossed the hall, the assistant came with the hot tea, she extended the delicate china cup detailed with a gold rim and tiny flowers setting in a matching saucer. Sammy took it and brought it to his nose. Inhaling the fragrance before proclaiming “Lemon twist, I think you’ll enjoy this, its one of my favorites.” Sammy extended the cup to Margie. She took the offering and raised it to her nose first enjoying the fragrance before taking a sip of the hot liquid. They continued across the hall back into Sammy’s private room. Sammy busied himself preparing a tray for the next phase of Margie’s treatment while she relaxed in the large comfortable chair sipping the warm herbal tea.

Sammy rolled over sitting on a stool and dragging a stand topped with his professional cosmetic tray. Taking the empty cup from Margie he began his work on transforming her face. Like an artist he blended colors to make the perfect foundation for Margie. Then dabbing different brushes in the many colors on his pallet he highlighted and disguised the features of Margie’s face. Setting in front of Margie he blocked her view of the mirror on the wall so Margie could not see herself or tell how things were progressing. Finally after some delicate final touches Sammy rolled out of the way so Margie could see his mater piece.

She could not believe the face looking back at her from the mirror was her own. A beautiful woman smiled back at her from the mirror. She fought back the urge to cry not wanting to destroy the perfect image in the mirror. “Oh Sammy!” she gushed “You’ve made me beautiful”

“You were always beautiful, I just brought it out for all to see” Sammy replied. “Now to finish with your hair and we’ll be done for today.”

Sammy removed the wrap from Margie’s head revealing the new flaming red hair. He took a brush from the stand and began. As he worked he added matching hair extensions to fill out the hair do and frame Margie’s beautiful new face. Finally satisfied he stepped back to let Margie take in the full affect.

“That’s it for this week, I’ll see you again get week so we can do some touch up work and begin to teach you how to do all this for yourself.” Sammy turned picking up his coffee cup and left the room.

For a long time Margie just sat and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling as if her dream had come true. Then she realized it was getting late in the day and she hurried to get dressed. Checking herself carefully in the mirror before opening the door and starting down the hall.

Sammy was standing leaning against the front desk, with his large mug of coffee, so he could watch his master piece as she walked down the hall. He held out a slip of paper and a small paper bag for Margie. “Here’s your list of appointments with Elaine for the next several days along with a set of the cosmetics I used to do your face. That is if you happy with my services?”

“Silly man, I love your services and today I love you” Margie said taking Sammy’s hand and giving it a squeeze before leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek. Turning at the door to give a little wave Margie left the shop all most dancing her way to her car for her drive home.