From the archives — an original story by Basil It all started on Saturday morning. Her best friend, Alison came round, as usual. When Emma opened the door Alison was wearing a new pair of sunglasses. ‘Ta Daaa! Summer’s here and all cool babes will be at the pool!’ she chimed in her usual way. They went upstairs to change into the new bikinis, which they had recently bought for the summer, in readiness. When Emma looked in the mirror she realised that her new bikini was so tiny that dark wisps of pubic hair were poking out. ‘Oh my god!’ I can’t go like this.’ She exclaimed. ‘Oh, come on! You can’t chicken out. And Ke-vin Ty-ler will be there! I saw him this morning. I have the solution. Trim, Emma, trim!’ Alison announced and they both laughed. Emma was a bit embarrassed so she went into the bathroom and Alison stayed in the bedroom. After a few moments Alison was calling again: ‘Why don’t we go all the way. Smooth as silk.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Emma questioned. ‘Shave! It’s the