With Johanna now out of the bathroom, Julia got to work getting out of her clothes. While there was the temptation to just keep on the weights for her chest, she decided against it. Especially if on the off chance that she ruined it. Which in turn, her sister would scold her for.
Setting that all down in a nice and neat pile, her attention turned to the shower itself. Nothing really special, all it took was pushing the vaporeon-covered curtain out of the way and then stepping inside. Giving the shower knob a turn, Julia felt the warm water brush right up against her flat skin.
"I'm her sister..." she thought, taking a moment to close her eyes. Sure, this was something that the wannabe mother had brought onto themselves in attempting to be her. That much was obvious. But then their mind wandered to other things.
Things such as whether Dawn would truly see her as her mother and not some wannabe drag queen who waltzed into her mom's life after having a series of breakdowns and needing some kind of change. Even then, she was certain that Dawn had feelings for her. Would those feelings still translate through?
Better yet, how was she going to break this to her own mother? Would she be confused? Angry? Some mix of the two? It was hard to really say.
Nonetheless, Julia got to massaging the various hair care products into her hair. While feeling absolutely divine, her gaze came upon a razor.
"I don't think sis would really mind me using that." she thought and grabbed it out off the shower shelf. What followed, was Julia doing her best to rid her body of that pesky body hair that always seemed to hang on. What sort of woman would she be if this was so hairy?
Even as she got to the one part that betrayed who she was, that didn't stop her from clearing all the hair off. It would look odd otherwise.
"Much better." she thought as her shower continued.
Meanwhile in Johanna...
