Searching for Mr. Hairless

No matter how great her date may be, Rajung's love could never coexist with their body hair.

The passion and excitement of a new relationship died instantly the moment she saw "hair." Hairy chest, hairy legs, the five o'clock shadow, etc. It's kind of like losing your appetite when you find hair in your food; it doesn't matter how good the dish is or if it's to your taste.

At this rate, there's a good chance Rajung will die without ever seeing a man's penis, let alone have sex.

Then her best guy friend, without batting an eyes, said to her: "Guess I should pluck all my pubic hair and show you mine."