Lockdown! 08

Chapter 8

Kamsi stood up as Veronica re-entered her bedroom. Still sore from the earlier waxing session, he was ready to plead his case.

“I’m back,” Veronica announced in a cheerful voice. “Did you miss me?”

“If you’re still planning to do what you said earlier. I can’t say I did,” Kamsi replied in a subdued tone.

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“I can tell you’re going to be difficult,” Veronica replied. “But this is happening whether you like it or not! It’ll be much easier on everyone if you stop fighting me.”

“Veronica, please. This is crazy. Have a heart. None of this is my fault. Tim came up with the idea, and Paul jumped on it.” Kamsi announced frantically.

Veronica put her hands on her hips and smiled. “That may be true, but it changes nothing. Mrs. Morris believes three women are living here now, so that’s what we need. And who knows, perhaps this experience will teach you how to treat women with a little more respect.”

“What?” Kamsi exclaimed, distraught. “What is that supposed to mean? I love women. I always treat them with respect!”

“Bullshit,” Veronica spat back, her tone becoming angrier. “Do you realise that most of my girlfriends can’t stand you? Why do you think we all stopped hanging out”?

“I figured it was because you and Paul split,” Kamsi replied, narrowing his eyes.

Veronica shook her head and huffed. “It happened way before that. They stopped coming because you used to hound them all evening. Constantly harassing them with your inappropriate comments and wandering hands.”

“Inappropriate,” Kamsi replied, aghast. “I was flirting. Come on, you know they enjoyed it. Why else would they dress up so much to meet us?”

“Wow! There it is,” Veronica shot back, shaking her head. “You’re such an insensitive pig. And that comment just goes to show how little you know about women.”

Confused and getting a little worked up, Kamsi opened his arms wide. “What about Ash? Are you telling me she didn’t like the attention I gave her?”

Seeing Veronica’s eyes widen, and her mouth drop open, Kamsi knew instantly he'd made a mistake with his flippant comment.

“Are you really going to bring Ash into this after the way you treated her?” Veronica roared. “Yes, for some reason beyond me, she actually liked you. And what did you go and do? Run away like a pathetic little boy as soon as you heard she was pregnant. You really are an arsehole. Now sit yourself down in that chair. We have work to do. And I suggest you stay quiet before I say or do something I'll regret.”

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Thoroughly depressed, Kamsi sat silently through what was in his mind worse than the torture scene he’d watched the previous evening in a low budget Netflix movie. Forced to watch in the mirror, he just stared on with a disgusted look plastered across his face as Veronica went to work.

Having earlier completed the conditioning and moisturising process. She went straight to work sectioning off his hair before twisting and tying it into tight little balls. Wincing on more than one occasion as Veronica purposely bound the sections extra tight, not caring at this point about how rough she was being. Kamsi just gritted his teeth and glared at her through the mirror.

With what was to be his new hair having sat atop the chest of drawers the whole time, Kamsi was under no illusion about what was coming. But knowing didn’t make him feel any better. He felt sick to his stomach, and the camera recording him wasn’t helping.

Looking like a depressed hedgehog, Kamsi thought about trying to talk his way out of the situation one last time as Veronica picked up the first braid. But as he went to open his mouth, he saw the annoyed look on her face and thought twice. Lowering his head, he accepted his fate and allowed her to continue.

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Forty-five minutes later, the process was complete. Back on his feet, a dejected and shell-shocked Kamsi felt dizzy, his macho male mind trying to come to terms with what had just happened to him. Braids, plucked eyebrows, pierced ears, and his face completely transformed by the expertly applied makeup. It was almost too much to comprehend.

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“Right, your clothes are on the bed,” Veronica announced still sounding irritated. “I assume you are capable of dressing yourself?”

Glancing over at the feminine-looking outfit laid out on the bed, Kamsi shivered slightly before looking over at Veronica like a puppy that had just been kicked before slowly nodded his head.

“Good,” she announced firmly. “When you're done, you can wait in your room. Paula and Kylie will join you shortly. I bet you can’t wait to see how cute they look. But saying that, with that new do of yours, you might give them a run for their money.”